And I think they were playing with her ass as well. My wife, a very sexy middle aged woman all of a sudden had a very surprised look on her face, I as...ed if she was alright? She smiled and leaned forward and whispered that the guy had his dick out and slid it between here legs. I said to just relax and enjoy the sensation and excitement of it all. This was going to be an interesting night. I had always wanted to see my get fucked by another man and this just might be my lucky day.The look on. Between that and my job, the money was rolling in. We decided early on not to change our lifestyle, and socked the money away. Our doublewide and four acres was getting closer and closer.A year went by. We learned to schedule our time so we could be together as much as possible. We usually had breakfast together if I didn’t have to work over, and the bedroom time was as stellar as ever. We managed to sleep at least part of every day together. Life was good. Then I stumbled into something that. As we were finishing up our meal, I asked, "So, why do you think that guy shot you, Rhonda? I mean, poaching is one thing, but facing a charge like attempted murder is a pretty big leap. What happened? Did he just panic, or what?" Damned if I know, but I recognized one of them. In fact, I'd busted him before for poaching and he wound up paying a hell of a fine because it was his second time before the same judge. I guess he knew it was gonna go hard on him if he was arrested again." So he just. The wife straightened her face and turned around to her husband and jerked his leash saying, "The Mistress was talking to me, you naughty boy!"I almost cracked up as Alan blushed even more furiously, his hands covering his crotch. Mandy turned back to Chantelle, rolling her eyes. Then, like two schoolgirls, they broke up in unrestrained giggling. "I think I'm going to like this!" Mandy squealed, grinning from ear to ear.Soon enough, the salon filled to overflowing. Lawyers were notoriously late.