The depositions were page after page of descriptions of the lesser spouse massaging, eating, sucking, and otherwise attempting to bring the Womyn to c...imax. After over an hour of reviewing these depositions, Marlina stood up and walked over behind me. She put her hands on my shoulders and rubbed slightly. Then she bent over and whispered in my ear, "You would be able to do a much better job for me, wouldn't you?" Then she slid her tongue into my ear. I didn't know what to say. Almost anything I. And you about him, too. You really didn't know that?" Carly looked dumbfounded. "You talk about him constantly. 'Stephen this ... Stephen that.' And when this all started ... I mean, I know you were acting reluctant, but I knew you'd end up in bed with him. And I was so fucking jealous, by the way!" Really?" Carly Seemed genuinely surprised as well as a bit pleased. "I have to tell you something, Linda ... something I didn't tell you before." Ooohhh! This sounds interesting. What is it?" When I. Soon Jessica walked into view and opened her locker. I watched as Jessica casually undressed and carried on a conversation with my wife about me. My wife was telling Jessica that I would love to be a fly on the wall and watch her undress.Then Jessica started narrating her movements, “So he would like me to take off my blouse and show him my sexy red 34-C bra. Or I’m sure he would like me to remove my skirt and show him my red matching panties.” Then she did a slow turn, “Or my bare ass cheeks. "Do you like what you see, my little slut?" she asked me. "Oh yes,Mistress," I replied, certainly being truthful. "Then thank yourmistress," she commanded, and I did."But you don't look like my little slut," she smiled. She made me sitdown on a chair near the sink. She produced a pair of scissors, andshe cut off my tee-shirt. She untied my sneakers, and removed them andmy socks. Then she slid a pair of white lacy, thigh high stockings upmy legs. "Do they feel nice, my little slut?" I.