Well, that brings me to Cody. Cody is not his real name, he is also married. I asked for permission to write this story and he granted it as long as I...changed his name and didn’t discuss his business. Cody owns his own business and is very well off financially. He’s 6’5, dark hair and broad shoulders. I love this because I feel small and feminine next to him. I can wear my heels and he still towers over me. We talked for six months online before we met. Our first meeting was at Starbucks later. ’ ‘Well, you know what I think you should do.’ ‘Cardiff?’ I nodded. ‘Cardiff.’ Sophie’s eighteenth birthday fell on a Wednesday. I expected her to cancel our lesson, but when she hadn’t by bedtime on Tuesday, I thought I should get her a present. I tracked down a bottle of eighteen year old Bordeaux, and bought a small locket on a chain. I presented them to her after our lesson. ‘James, you shouldn’t have. This wine must have set you back a fair bit.’ ‘My uncle bought me a bottle from my birth. I was not easy to beak. My defiance had held out longer than Seanhad imagined. But in the end, everyone has a limit and with exhaustion I cameto accept my role. ?I?m sorry Sir? I weakly replied knowing that not answeringhim at this point would be suicidal. He looked me straight in the eye and witha mischievous grin said ?oh you will be.? With that he commands me on all fours and leads me to thebasement at a pace faster than I can crawl. He places me in a chair at thecenter of the room and. Victor reached around and he shoved his nasty finger up my soaking cunt.I spread my thighs even more, to make him easier to finger fuck me.All of a sudden my hubby laughed, saying now my cunt was ready for the main course. I also laughed, grabbing my new toy. I gave it to Victor and he smeared more gel all over the thick bulbous veiny head.I then felt Victor’s hands again on my pussy lips; but this time he was trying to shove the head between them. I stopped moving and relaxed my vaginal.