She smiled to me and introduced her new friend as Peter.Then Ana leaned over and kissed the guy, running her hand into his trousers. I sat in a chair ...nd watched another man make out with my wife. My breathing was fast and my chest felt tight. As they kissed, I could see Ana's hand going up and down inside his trousers. I knew she had her fingers wrapped around his cock and was stroking it. He had also slipped his hand inside her blouse and was cupping her boobs and pinching her hard. He ran the panties over his face and inhaled the sweet smelling scent of her laundry detergent. He could just imagine how they would smell once she'd worn them against her pussy, the musky smell of her arousal as her juices leaked onto the cotton of the lined crotch.Pulling his cock out of his pants, he took the panties and wrapped them around his shaft. The soft material felt delicious against his hot, throbbing flesh. He slid them up and down his cock, reveling in the sensations the panties. " You're wise beyond your years and I hope you stay that way."By the time we were driving through Winston Salem, Lonnie was pretty much calmed down. I could see as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes that, aside from the swelling on the side of her face, she was an attractive woman in her mid 30s. I hoped she would be able to stay out of the sights of that asshole. Nobody should have to live like that.We pulled in about 8:30 and I showed her into my apartment. She curled up on the. ” “Yes, Sir,” I say as I pull down my wet hair from the bun to finish drying it. My ears are listening to the sound of your voice but my eyes never leave the reflection of my new collar in the mirror. “Let me dry my hair and get some clothes on and I will be ready, Sir.” “Dry the hair but leave the clothes. Where we are going, you won’t need them.” With that, you smile and walk out of the bathroom, leaving me to the task at hand. I quickly run the hair dryer, knowing I don’t like to keep you.