"For example," she said, "do nothing until Isignal or direct you to." So I therefore dared not sit until told. But thehostess was still standing there...in order to see if we wanted anything.Since I would not let her catch my eye she turned to A_. A_ was making usboth wait. Finally A_ pointed at me and then to the seat across from her."You, sit," she said to me in a perfectly normal voice, and I sat. Normaltone yes, but it was now clear to the hostess that A_ was in charge. Icontinued to avoid. She looked up at him and smiled and then she lowered her head and started licking his cock like an ice cream cone. She looked up and saw that his eyes were close and she wondered what he was thinking. Was he just relaxing and enjoying her hot mouth? She hoped so. She also hoped that she could soon get back to where she only had to share her body with him.She loved Gary, God knows she did and it was killing her to cheat on him. For now all she could do to make it up to him, at least in her own. Ilooked in the mirror and I was a wreck. I wiped my eyes and ran a brushthrough my hair and went back in the living room. "Well you look a littlebetter. I should be on my way to the club. Remember what I said though,you have a job with me anytime you want it." I hugged him and thanked himand then he was gone.I turned on the TV and then I drank the rest of the bottle of tequila.Soon I was passed out in front of the TV. I woke around 1 in the morningand managed to get to bed. I woke up at 7 AM. It's confirmed. She really is a nymphomaniac. That can certainly lead to some interesting possibilities. I also wondered how much the fact that my father had a 16 year old son influenced her decision to marry him. Some interesting things I would have to explore with her. The next morning I woke up with Helen sucking on my cock and rubbing her pussy up and down my leg.I said:"I hope to hell my father went to the office today."Helen just nodded yes, and kept on sucking.I said,"Come on, swing.