" Stan said, but sounded a bit nervous."So why do you look worried?" Laura said."It's nothing just that I've never been to a private dinner at the big...boss' house; I may have to dress for dinner." Don't worry about it," Laura said smiling, "I eat with the big boss every day, there's nothing to it."That evening, Stan and Laura drove nervously into the driveway of the Carson estate, they'd been here a few months earlier, but that had been for a public and very crowded fund-raiser, neither had had. What if he demands a kiss? As payment? What wouldSpider-Man do if one of his informants wanted a kiss? Did Spider-Maneven have informants? I can't remember! I'm going to have to do it,dude.Why couldn't I think straight? Why was I mentally babbling to myself?Was I saying any of this out loud?Then Willis surprised me. Instead of clumsily putting moves on me, hesat at his desk and turned on his computer. His voice got very weakand hesitant, but he told me he wanted to show me a Flash. All of a sudden, I opened my eyes and looked right at him. Watson was apparently stroking his cock at a pretty good speed. It made me feel good that a seventy years old man was still able to get it up and was interested in using it. I always thought he was an attractive older black man but this brought him to another level. Watching Watson jerking off for me brought out the evil in me.Before I knew it I had taken off my shorts and rolled my shirt up over my round boobs. I planted my feet on. 'Everything is going to be fine babe' my husband called out, 'I will be right back, get comfortable'.He had left me alone in the bedroom with a stranger, who was by now, a very naked stranger. I felt his hands touching my body, and his lips kissing my breasts, his fingers exciting me.His body slid heavily onto mine, and I felt him enter me. Gently at first, and then hard as he pushed his cock deep inside to get me wet.I let out a gasp, oh no, this was really happening, my prick of a husband was.