Then one day, Janet and I were out hiking through the woods. We got as far as the bridge, and sat on it, looking into the water. I asked h...r for sex again, of course, and she laughed, wrapped her arm around my neck and said "Mike, I adore you, you know that. Of course I want to fuck you, I always have. There have been so many times when I've been so close to doing it with you. But society says it's wrong, and that worries me." I felt so bad. Janet and I. He pulled out a a bundle of cash, he said this is around 2 grand and if you let us have a piece of that ass this is all yours. They told me how they find cute guys and offer them money for sex. I was not gay so declined and left the house. On the way back i couldnt stop thinking about that money it was too much to decline. I went back and rang the door bell, one of them opened it and immediately understood. He said "So you changed your mind". I went inside and was asked to get naked. I stripped. With his father owning many local franchises, Liam had always gotten what he wanted. And he always wanted more. Appearing very well brought up in public, but behind closed doors, he was a very naughty boy. Claire loved her husband. She loved the smart, romantic, dedicated man she fell in love with so much, that when his newly discovered interests came about, she agreed to them in fear of losing her husband. What he did hurt her so much. And that was Claire's secret. She liked the pain. On a. They were the thongs I had worn just two days ago in the hopes that my husband would notice the effort I had made. They had been in the laundry basket that sits on the landing! He has been sniffing my used panties! I can't hold in my anger and a torrent of abuse escapes my lips. However the more I shout and scream at him the less embarrassed Mr Klay looks. Eventually my tirade slows and my anger begins to dissipate, replaced by sheer humiliation and something much nicer that I just cannot put.