She was beautiful. (What did he need my Mary for when he had that waiting for him at home?)I walked over to the bar and got a drink and studied him. I...saw how people gravitated towards him as if he were royalty. Sucking up to the boss. I saw his phony smiles and the way he placated everyone. I hated him.Very quickly, Mary was at his side. Larson's wife, Caroline, moved off to say hello to some of the other executive's wives. From across the room, I watched how Larson and Mary interacted. I saw. He just laughed at me and said,"I don't want your fucking money bitch... I'm going to fuck your little white pussy so hard, you'll never want another white man!"It was then that I realized I was going to raped. I never thought about being raped before. I always thought you had to be a real idiot to put yourself in that position. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. The rain was coming down harder; thunder and lightning filled the dark sky. My hair was drenched and covering my face.The big. "It was then that I had to feel if his cock in me would be as good as Bob used to be." She said. "GOD, it felt like I had a log shoved up into me, and all I could think of was him fucking my brains out, and he was well on his way to doing just that!, That's when I saw your friends had also came into the room and I was so far delierious that I motioned Bill to come over and I sucked his cock without even thinking about what I was doing. I just know that I wanted to share the feelings that I was. That’s when my present fantasies started. I would get out the nude pictures of Brenda that we had taken after we got mar-ried, and we would lay there and I would look at her picture, while she beat me off or ate me, and then I would stroke her clit and tell her how beautiful she was, and how exciting it would be if someone saw one of her pictures. She used to go wild when I would talk to her about undressing in front of someone or getting caught naked or wearing a short dress and showing off.