She long ago understood that she and John had never made love, it just wasn’t in his nature to love anyone or anything other than himself. Thank God...they didn’t have any kids. She wasn’t feeling too well, but remembered that she had to pick up some dry cleaning for John. He would be home after work to change, then would be going to some function or other. She didn’t care as long as he didn’t try to drag her along, but she knew that wouldn’t happen, at least tonight. The bruise on her cheek was. Then I'll black out... and that will be the last thing I ever experience. Nothing more, ever again. But I bet I cum at least twice while I'm hanging!I don't know when. Or whether I'll be the next victim or another of my friends. It's over halfway through my shift. Maybe nothing will happen this shift. Then I'll get to sit down to a nice lunch, have a couple of hours to rest. Then back again for the evening shift.Or maybe... in a minute or less I'll feel the trapdoor fall away and begin my. Could it be David? How could David know? He couldn't have bugged Ray's house... It couldn't be David, but who? Had Ray hired someone to sound like David? Surely he wasn't that subtle. Ray wasn't like that, he was a charge-in, full-of-himself bully, with a great cock, very full of himself of course, but not clever.What about Ray's wife? The poor timid waif who had to see June's underwear hung on the door knob. Miki, who was made to eat Ray's cum out of June's pussy, forced to meet June at the. .. It all started when I met Becky Anderson. She was a real hotty! She had a body that a guy might dream about while masturbating, you know the type; big innocent eyes in an exceedingly pretty face and a body that would be at home naked on any topless beach in the world. I knew that girls like her existed, but I never thought that I'd ever have one. I met Becky at work. I'd graduated with a bachelors in Business Economics and found a job after only a few weeks of searching. It was at a.