Ryan was seated at the foot of his bed while Leanne knelt, still dressed in her work clothing, between his spread knees with her head bobbing over his...crotch.Ryan was getting a blow job from his wife. Holy fuck!I was about to sneak away when Ryan looked up and again winked. I froze and smiled weakly back. Fucking prick was getting a blow job!Leanne suddenly stopped bobbing her head and turned to look me right in the eye. She didn't look too happy that I was there but her husband grabbed at her. . I had my eye on a pink one-piece swimsuit with a dolphin on it. This swimsuit had a high neckline and back with a spouting dolphin printed on the chest and had a small rhinestone at the top of each shoulder strap. It was clearly too small for me, I mean like 3-4 sizes too small, but it had been in the lost and found since I started looking in there and it was at the bottom of the box meaning it had probably been there much longer than I had been looking.After one week I took the pink. We looked through the kitchen window as he asked whereabouts I had parked. I noticed there were two or three mounds of brown earth upon his lawn – moles he confirmed, tunnels heading towards and beyond the crab apple tree which was heavily laden with ripe fruit.The brew was made so he ushered us through to the lounge where he beckoned me to sit by his side on the sofa. There were fresh flowers in a glass vase and everything looked sparkling clean and tidy. Wayne enquired as to what I’d been. I now keep myself smooth with painted toes and I am always in panties but I still worked as a male. I was searching for a special Dom Male who was seeking a submissive CD for long term relationship and He would train and develop her into a full time housewife. I received a dozen responses but one stood out from all the others. He was 58, retired trucker, living comfortably but needed a special girl in His life. He live in Missouri on some secluded family land miles from the nearest neighbors..