Stan Johnson, one of the firm’s founding partners and Jack’s boss, was an exacting man. Stan tolerated no excuses, no failures and certainly no wh...ners. He gave Jack a tremendous amount of work and responsibility. His boss expected him to finish what was assigned, and then ask for more. Saying ‘no’ or ‘I can’t’ was unacceptable. As it was, Jack had a tremendous fear of saying no. Saying no was like dying. The minute you stopped being useful, well you could pretty much imagine. He couldn’t even. I asked her who would be the lucky one this time; but my sexy wife looked at me seriously and told me it was not my business…So, before ten o`clock I grabbed my laptop and kissed goodbye Ana, telling her I would be at my office again until she would call me to come back.I went directly to a coffee shop in the corner and stayed there looking out the window. Just twenty minutes later an unknown brand new car parked in front of our driveway; but I could not recognize who was the shadow descending. I stepped out and gathered her luggage, stuffed it in the boot, stuffed Abby in the backseat, seated Myndee and shut her door. I swung around to the drivers door seated myself and said, “Seat belts ... this car doesn’t start without them on.”The warning light went out and I pulled away, U turned and back out the PJM. I looked at Myndee.“I don’t want to talk about it!” she barked.“Right,” I said. I shucked my cell and made a quiet call.“Right,” said Abby.The silence ... as silent as a throaty. I was jazzed. All i really wanted was to suck L's pussy after but the chance to have a video record of this big black man fucking my wife was great I couldn't pass it up. When we left the bar I stopped off and bought a camera THAT SAME NIGHT. L was excited. She loved the idea of the encounters being taped.She wouldn't just be bringing back a fresh cream pie she'd also be bringing a visual record for me to jerk off to whenever i wanted.The first encounter was some days later. L and V had been.