I slid past the door and leaned up against the wall where I could see the action but not be seen by Brian, yet. I continued to rub my cock through my...shorts, not yet brave enough to pull it out even though I was caught at this point. Sam leaned down to Brian and whispered something in his ear and he turned and bent over the bed with his ass in the air. Brian quickly dove in with his tongue, deep into Sam's ass. Sam moaned and reached back to pull his cheeks apart to give Brian more access. . It?s been 6 long years and countless horny men and women since it all started. I have been a secret sex slave, secret to my husband, friends, and family all because of one horny encounter that turned into years of sex slavery.Let me back up to when it all started. I (Cindy) was 27 married to my wonderful husband (Dave) and living in an upper class neighborhood outside of Chicago. My husband and I had a few swinging encounters up to this point, but the rule was it was always mutually alright. The hotel has an all-night snack-bar downstairs." Oh, I was thinking of something a little more interesting than that. Do you speak French?" No." Then let me do the ordering. I know a fantastic spot in Paris that serves breakfast crepes. It's 7 AM there. Hug me?"I nodded nervously and we stood up and held each other tightly. As I looked around at my hotel room, there was a quick flash, and then another. We were standing inside a closet. The door was ajar, showing what looked like the basement. Her imagination was going wild with sexual thoughts. Normally, she wasn’t like this but the fact that she was feeling horny and then to have the pool man here was just driving her to distraction. As for the pool man, he knew that he was a good looking man and he loved driving women crazy, especially the older ones. Bill would stand up and stretch, pushing his hips forward, making sure that the ladies were getting a good view of what he was hiding in his Speedo. Bert had to get away from this.