Anyway, she invited us down to the coast telling us there was this rich dude who had a pad on the beach and we could hang out and party.At that stage,...I was about twenty-eight and M was twenty-three. She was quite gorgeous with hair down to the middle of her back, about 5 foot 8, and in good shape. She had beautiful tits and always wore a g-sting as her only choice of underwear (if any) leaving her tits to jiggle freely for all to see.We went down to the coast and it was beautiful. His. Instead of finding the cloth of his boxers underneath she found the warm smooth skin of his cock. She began to massage and kneed it slowly working it in her hands. He moaned loudly as she massaged his manhood. He returned the favor and reached up and massaged and squeezed her breasts. After a minute had passed he pulled her down to him and began to kiss her. He held her tight as they kissed passionately. She was utterly surprised by the passion and power of his kiss, she hadnt seen him that way. I looked at the list and realised she meant to cuckold me into staying. I swallowed hard and sat down even harder, what the hell had I done. I sat and cried again as I realised my fantasies had gotten me into this mess by reading and watching all that porn on the web, but I had no way out. I picked up the pen and signed the letter dropping it back on the counter top for her to find. I walked through to the living room and found the clothing as described. I took them to my new bedroom and. "Hun... why are you doing this?" Take the fucking penny."He let out a sigh, and reached forward and took it. "I don't get it,I'll put it back on after work." No you won't." I shook my head."Yes, I will. We had an agreement," he argued with a soft tone of voiceas if that meant he weren't arguing with me."We do... and the agreement is you wear it until you have no pennies.It's not coming off. The argument is over unless you want a nice shinynew penny for every sentence you speak." it was.