" Tarra wasn't sure how she felt about mercenaries. Someone who fought and killed for whoever had the most money? It just seemed wrong somehow."No, I ...imply used them to get the martial skills I needed. Oh technically, I did join their guild. Had to — they don't accept non-members for training. That wasn't hard. When you've got the cash, the mercs can be very accommodating. They are businessmen at heart after all." Tarra felt relief on hearing his explanation; she nodded.James regarded Tarra.. ....you love the thought of me fucking other men don't you?......what kind of husband wants to watch other men fuck their wife?.........you dirty, pathetic excuse for a man........you’re never going to fuck me again.” She kept it up until I brought her to an orgasm, her cum flooding my mouth as she ground onto my face. After we showered, I was locked again and we tried to have a normal Saturday which was difficult as we were so excited. Pete was going to cook us steaks for dinner and Kerry made. Now Fred’s heart was pounding and he was nearing a state of panic. Jean sensed he was worried and she assured him that she wasn’t going to tell anyone, but she did ask him why he did it.Fred almost choked on his soda and tried to formulate a response. He told her that even though his wife died years ago, he still had sexual urges and that sometimes going outside helped him satisfy himself. He said the thought of getting caught added some excitement into his otherwise mundane life. Then he. Vehemently No. I wasn't about to fuck my best friends fiance. No matter how badly I wanted to. She continued to press the issue and after some very careful “persuasion” on her part, I caved and agreed that it while it would forever stay between her and I, it would also strengthen our friendship (At least that's what I told myself). I craved to see her tits again, and now that I was given the green light, her shirt came off very quickly. She reached down and began to stroke my cock from outside.