. I thought you would want to be there. It involves you too," I protested."I don't think so, Patrick. I would just put a damper on things. Amy's mothe...'s killer attending her 'engagement' party? Doesn't fly. Even if she doesn't blame me, and I'm not sure she is to that point yet, I'm just not in the mood for that. Take her to a nice restaurant, take her dancing, and then take her to bed. Spend the night with her." She saw the look on my face and correctly interpreted it. "Yes, Patrick, I'm. Etc. Unfortunately for me (or not?) my wife like to wear very sexy underwear, stockings and very revealing outfits which meant there were a lot of these ‘things’ around the house. It started small, again, when on a day off I would be doing some washing and find myself holding the knickers against myself, then wearing them until before long I was back to a full ensemble masturbating furiously.My wife soon found out what I was doing and, instead of disowning me like I thought she would, she said. Then another…then another…then (at the urging of a few) the guy I was sucking shot his load on my face and in my hair. He was a damned cum factory!The next one in my rectum got my attention! God did he get it; along with a scream around the cock in my mouth! He was not only good and thick but he was hung like a horse! He stretched the shit out of me, kept easing in and hit bottom way up inside…wayyyy up inside! I didn’t even have to look. I got the cock in my mouth out then went down on my. She had moved up the ladder once she had mastered the requisite skills and was now the personal secretary to one of the partners. She was pleased with her progress and was even happier that the firm’s non-fraternization policy was strictly enforced. She told me that she didn’t need any unwanted attentions. “Some lawyers can be really smarmy,” she told me.“Accountants, too,” I replied with a wry smile.“What about plumbers?”“We’re the children of God. Didn’t you know?”“Actually,” she laughed,.