How she would love to say: 'a real man fingered me, made me suck his cock then made me cum filling me with his big juicy piece of meat. When did you e...er do that, you boring, lazy, inconsiderate waste of sexual space?' But now she was Sir's Senior Mistress, why bother? Instead she just said: 'I've been invited out tomorrow night with work colleagues. I'll call you on Saturday morning to see how your weekend with the boys is going.' This was her pass to husband freedom for Friday, morning,. I undress you in front of a wall length mirror.I help you lay down on my new massage table so you can see yourself in the mirror.I tell you that that I am going to rub oil all over your naked body.And tease you.I start on your arse cheeks.I oil them and knead them very slowly, and then I oil your back and arms.Then your thighs and inner thighs, reaching up to your vagina with my oily fingers.Even your feet.Then I return to your arse. I rub some oil off your arse so I can lick it and kiss. She will let me have real sex. But all started to go to worse more me when she started to do a job. April 2011 onwards son was admitted to a play school and she got a job in a computer institute as receptionist.It was an August 13th, 2011 Saturday when she asked me to come with her to a party at her co-workers house. Saturday was half day working for both of us. We send our kid to my parents who lived nearby and went to the party. The house was bit far. About 1.5 hour journey from our house. We. "You know," he said. "You get to pick three people to have sex with withno repercussions. Who do you choose?" Which people?" I said."Whoever," he said. "Celebrities. Living or dead." Well, the dead ones probably aren't very good at sex anymore," I said,teasing. "But there are time when we're making love and I am tempted tocheck for a pulse." June! Would you just play the game?" I mean, who knows celebrities? What if I pick one and he's a shit?Cheats on his wife, nasty to his mom, lousy tipper,.