As he swiped right, I saw pics of mine in different poses. Exposing my waist and ass while writing, a close up of my sweaty back with face captured fr...m the side, even the outline of my breasts were clearly visible in that pic and the cherry on the top, me turned on, my eyes closed and my sweaty exposed neck sitting in the middle of 9 guys.“From now on you wear what we ask you to”, he said.I was shit scared. My heart was racing and I was dizzy. “Blackmail??” I thought. “How did it get to this?”. I said “ hey lady what are you doing out all alone this late at night?” She said her friends were a bunch of lightweights and she was looking for a guy named Tom’s (won’t use last name) house and that she new he lived off this street some were. Tom was a local that we all knew so we told here we could give her a ride as it was just around the corner. This chick was so fucked up she just followed us across the street to Bobs car. She told us her name was Sherry. She was slim with mid length. . desire…… he spoke hardly.I was quite, what I could answered…. May I suggest you any doctor ? any method ? I said.No..No.. this is not.. actually…. I like sex less…. She likes it much…….. sooo..I suggested him to discuss about sex in detail with wife & than take some wise step, other wise it will spoil your married life.After two days, he invited me to his house & said todays is our marriage anniversary. I went to them at 7.30 pm with rose. Her wife was looking beautiful ( even sexy & sex. ‘Gee! I hope you don’t mind me buying you a drink,’ he said with a broad smile, ‘but I’m an American, as you must have guessed, a New Yorker, and that’s just how we do things. So, don’t feel obliged to do more than take your drink and sit down. I won’t hassle you if you don’t want me to.’ ‘New York?’ asked Cath, despite herself. She’d always wanted to go there, but there’d never been an excuse. Jayne much preferred heading south for the sun. But what tickled her was his accent. ‘Yeah. New York..