I was given time to rest at 6pm, while they went out. I don't know where they went or what business they had to do. I rested for a while and went to b...the. I was tired and still shocked, asking myself what really happened. The thought of that guy sank in and surely I didn't see it coming but I enjoyed it. I wondered what kind of a guy he was, where he stayed, what kind of life activities he enjoyed and what thoughts he’d be left with after this? I didn't study his face so even if I met him, I. I pushed and screamed out as my whole hand popped inside my cunt, stretching it wide as I fisted myself for the very first time. I cried because the stretching hurt, but I felt my nipples harden right up and suddenly I was cumming all over my fist screaming. “Oh yeah….cumming sir..sir..” Mr. Miller laughed and nodded. “Fucking slut..” He reached over and pulled my fist out of my cunt with a pop then looked down at it. “Gaping nasty girl hole. Good slut.” He pushed my hand to my mouth and I. Our sex life went from once or twice a month to three or four times a week almost overnight. Then we started telling each other our fantasies and we incorporated them into our lovemaking. All was great for about a year and then Joanna began to push for taking our fantasies out of the house and into public. Her biggest fantasy involved exhibitionism and she wanted to actual do it and not pretend. To be honest the thought did appeal to me too.For the next six months we took major chances in. ”“Your place or mine?”“I drove, so I’ll take you home.”“Ok.”Sam paid the bill and the pair left the restaurant, side by side, but no PDA, just a fixation on making it to Sam’s car. He reassured her he was OK to drive, and she believed him. His Audi was parked just down from where they had sat for dinner.He opened the door for Vivian and before she stepped in, she wrapped a hand around his tie and pulled him closer. “Last chance.”“I’m taking you home.” He kissed her softly, “God, I’m glad.