After that day I was finding my wife more attractive and sometimes I was imagining her under Mr. Paul.It became a fantasy to me and gave me more pleas...re. After a couple of weeks when my kid went to my in-law’s place, Mr. Paul invited us to his farmhouse for a weekend stay. I was thinking what his plans would be? His farmhouse is an hour drive from the city, hilly area near to valley.I got dirty thoughts about my wife and Mr. Paul. I tried to pack some clingy and revealing cloths enlightening. She whimpered and squealed. Christoph lent down and lifted up Sarah’s chin.” look at me you slut, no woman on this earth dares to disobey me in my own house. a submissive must do exactly what she is told. this evening you have embarrassed me beyond forgivenessand u will take what ever punishment i see fit are we clear !”The sheer rage in his voice mad Sarah cringed looked up groaned and nodded. her eyes streaming from her earlier tears. the fact that she refused to let another submissive piss. She should talk to her husband about it and since he’s a cool guy, he would understand it.She liked that idea and told me that she would convince him over next few days. I got busy with my work so next whole week I didn’t go to her house soon next Friday I got a message from her. It was her first message.She- hi, are you free now?Me- yes, I’m free. Surprised that you messaged me. What’s up?She- you didn’t come home whole week. Thought of checking on you.Me- sorry, I had loads of work in an. My eyes closed and my hands held onto his shoulders. He stayed close and his eyes focused on mine as his cock began thrusting at the speed of a snail. "If you call me making love to you torturing you, then yes, I'm gonna keep torturing the woman I love." We made out for over ten minutes as my boobs got rather squished. His arms ventured right under me and held me very tightly. My body felt his on mine, and old feelings of when we were first married surfaced. "I've missed making sweet love to.