I felt lonely. If my cock could have talked, it would have yelled! She took off her bikini top, tossing it down on her recliner. “Do you mind, John,...if I go topless?” she asked. “Since if have no boobs at all.” She poured oil into her hands, and rubbed them together. She began to rub it on herself slowly, teasing me. She rubbed it all over her chest. She watched me watching her. She told him more of what she thought. “You had every intention of rubbing my body with oil, that’s what I. We got one new piece of information: Our group was merged with the technical support people. We were still to handle post-sale support, but also ordinary maintenance. We could do the job, no doubt about that. The problem was that the rest of the technical staff knew little about the tasks we normally handled. Just to add to the expected shortage of manpower, three people had been fired in the technical support department. "Rationalisation", they called it. By merging the two groups we could. I had the camera aimed at the historical spot with the telephoto setting activated. After receiving a call from Sandy telling me that the coast was clear, I returned home to a very happy wife who had enjoyed another unique experience. She was bubbling over as I connected the camera to the TV and watched a very erotic display of outdoor sex. As soon as she saw Frank’s car turn into the drive, she had turned the camera on and hurried down the meet him at the door. She was nude as she greeted him. It wasn’t unpleasant so I let it continue. I watched the disbelief on my wife’s face. She didn’t know what to say or do. Something told me she had forgotten that we even had a safe word. I could tell by her rushed breathing that she was alternating between panic and arousal. Would she say it? Would she acknowledge that this man had absolute power over her gratification?“No.” she whispered and when I saw the Master’s (because that was how I saw him) eyes narrow I knew my wife was in.