You decide what happens, don't you?" You might assume that, Peggy, but the reality is that a good husband pays attention to what his wife wants, inclu...ing in bed." "Well, I want you to fuck me, Trevor." She came forward and pressed herself against his nude body, grabbing his already erect penis and almost trying to mount him on the spot. He took hold of her shoulders and pulled her away, to stand her about a foot from him."How about you allow me to show you how a good fuck should really go,. I turned my head over my shoulder and saw the cruel smile on his face. He let me and turned to my purse.“Look what we have right here in the lady’s purse…”And he showed me a nice diamond ring shining under the lights."No… this is not mine" I cried, looking at that ring.“Of course, bitch… you were trying to steal it from our shop…” He said.He approached to me, showing the diamond ring in his fingers."Sorry, bitch, but have to report you to the police...unless…”"I'll do anything you want." I said. She would wear skimpy clothes, hug him too much, and sit on his lap whenever she got a chance. One day Kate said, “You know you better watch out for Becky. She seems to be pretty friendly with you lately.”“What do you mean? I know she has been teasing me, but nothing will happen.”Kate frowned. “Well I would call it seducing. I know when I was her age I would have fucked anything that moved. I’m just saying be careful.”He was interested by his wife’s words. “I’ll be careful.”What his wife said. I visited Montmarte and Sacré-Cœur and then I wandered along to Place Pigalle, the “red light” district.In front of one of the sex clubs, an older, grandmotherly lady with curly grey hair approached me and asked, “Would you like to look? It’s free.”I hesitated for a moment, but thought to myself, “Why not?” and followed her inside. She led me up some stairs and said, “It’s toute privée, if you would like to cum.”We were met half way up the stairs by an attractive woman of about thirty years.