Do your job.”"Yes, ma-am!" I replied.“Hey! I didn’t mean it that way.”“Oh. It sounded like an order.”“I’m just a princess.”“Okay. ...rincess Angelica, how’s that for your back?”“Feels okay. Now do the back of my legs.”I thought, "Oh, damn! My hand will be close to her pussy! I'll have to be careful."As I spread lotion on Angelica’s legs, I started at her ankles and moved slowly up. I kept my eyes on her nice ass, wishing I could slip my hand under her bikini and rub her clit. And I wondered. And I won't have it." Helen had wound the napkin so tightly around her hand her fingertips were dark red. "I am not going to be the wife who soldiers on while her husband risks everything for some ... some young piece of ass! Hell, he's with her right now — in Vegas. I checked!" She took a deep breath, put down the napkin and took another sip of wine."So," she continued in a flatter tone, "I took steps. I went to see an attorney last week. With his advice I've moved some assets around. I rented. After several minutes of this, the first man pulled his cock out of my mouth as I gasped for air and when I got my breath, he pulled me off the chair and onto my hands and knees. "Suck my cock bitch" the second man said and as I turned towards him, he slowly backed up as I tried to reach for his cock. I crawled on my hands and knees for a few feet before he finally stopped and I was able to take hold of his cock and sticking it into my mouth, now sucked him hard and fast, savoring his large. A few second montage shows me throwing a blouse over my head, pulling up a skirt, putting on heels and emerging from the closet fully made up with wig and curves. The camera lingers on me for a moment, and the voice over says, "If he can look this good, just imagine what you'll look like."The room burst with applause. The commercial was good, funny and very effective. Even my dad whose face remained skeptical found himself clapping. I stood up and took an exaggerated stage bow before excusing.