’ ‘T-terminate?’ Mario asked, seconds before she heard a scream of agony. Her heart threatened to leap out of her chest. Bile rose in her throat... ‘Please… Please don’t hurt me, Desmond,’ she heard him plead. ‘I can get you information, believe me!’ ‘You little shit!’ Desmond shoted. ‘You want me to give you more opportunity to double-cross us? I’m afraid we’re going to have to make an example of you! Your boss is becoming far too big for his boots and we have our reputation to think of. I mean,. When he said “No”, I asked if he wanted to go to a party with Michelle and Amanda. He replied, “Okay.” We agreed to meet at his apartment around six on New Year’s Eve. After we finished talking I went out to the living room to tell Sis. She was sprawled out on the couch asleep in just her silk nightie with her legs partly open. She was wet all over inside her thighs, on her ass cheeks, and on her pussy lips. I didn’t want to wake her, so I placed a throw blanket on her to keep her warm. Then, I. I said what I wanted was a special homemade video of a real woman being satisfied by a group of men. My wife then said that she wouldn’t know where to go and buy a video like that. I replied ‘Why buy it?’ My wife looked puzzled ‘well how else would I get it’ she said. ‘Well I was hoping you would be the star and I could be the cameraman’ ‘WHAT’ she said. ‘You mean I would be fucked by a stranger’. I said ‘well yes, but my request was a group of men’. My wife didn’t appear happy and suggested we. I finish my cigarette and walk back in the club. That's when the real night had started to begin. When I made my way back from a distance I saw my wife sitting facing a handsome lad late twenty's early thirty son a suit talking. His hand was rubbing on her thigh. I distanced myself behind a pole keeping emotions under control and the bulge down in my pants as I brainstormed the night ahead. She was so sexy sitting on that bar stool. It was like tunnel visions watching the two of them talk.