I managed to convince Mistress to apply for a place on that show for herself, and a further place for me. I figured that I was probably going to do m... kind a disservice by appearing on that show, but it seemed as if we slaves needed a voice that we weren’t otherwise going to get.Most of the discourse was about legal precedents, and business interests, and there was little concern about slaves’ feelings, until I was introduced as a surprise. I’d been backstage for the beginning of the debate,. Most of us agreed to go including sonal and me.That night, while I was lying down next to my wife I said ” I really love and value the way you trust me. I just can’t dare to break it or else I would have fucked sonal already.”My wife had a fair idea that I had hots for sonal. In fact I was open about it on a few occasions during our bed time conversations. She replied “it wouldn’t be considered cheating if u had sex once. Its in human nature to loose control during unavoidable circumstances.”I. ‘Wow!’ I couldn’t answer. I was drenched with sweat and was gasping for air. I could only nod. Still firmly joined, we rolled to one side and collapsed in each other’s arms. I must have dozed, because the next thing I knew, Louise was standing over us. ‘Would you like some coffee, Jim?’ I slowly untangled myself and stood up. Then I helped Sandy to her feet. ‘How about it,’ I asked. ‘You up for some coffee?’ She nodded. Hand in hand, we walked into the kitchen. Jeff was sitting at the kitchen. She thanked me for all the new experiences and for not taking advantage or forcing her for anything. She sent a kiss selfie with a wink. She was in her night dress which was a loose t-shirt with a deep neck. Her kiss with the wink and the t-shirt didn’t reveal much. But was a perfect seduction, just the way I love it.After seeing that pic, again and again, I realized she probably didn’t wear a bra. Her nipples impression was clearly visible on the t-shirt. We had already discussed a little bit.