He held her tight and kissed her neck.I was standing beside his four mates who were saying what they would like to do with the slut. The other four gu...s took turns dancing with her all groping and kissing her. It was as if it was a game with my wife as the prize.The lights went up and the night was over. We had a job getting away from the guys, as I am sure they thought she was going to be an easy lay.We went back to our hotel. Sharon's panties were absolutely soaking. We were so turned on we. "Yes, it does pose a problem, just as it did with Katrina. You'll need to be discrete." You mean while I'm cheating on my husband." Well, what would you call it? Look, Catherine, no one is holding a gun to your head. It's just that Pandora's box has been opened and you like what's gotten loose too much to give it up." But ... haven't you thought of just walking away?" About a thousand times," said Rhonda, "but I haven't -- and won't. Just like you, being with Alexandra is exhilarating,. Finally realize I'd been dozing in my chair, and wake to hear her key scratching in the lock. This time it was nearly three a.m. Her meetings rarely lasted this long. Usually they began and ended early and she was home by midnight. This time there were still gleams of daylight in the sky when she'd given me her usual quick light kiss on the cheek and her usual "G'bye for now honey. No, you're sweet but don't muss me. And please, this time don't wait up. I'm not sure when, but you know,. “I see I’m not the only one working late,” she remarked. “Yes,” I replied, “The work never ends.” “What do you do?” she inquired. “Financial audits,” I replied, “and you?” “I am an employment labor specialist,” she replied. She stuck out her hand in my direction and introduced herself, “Rebecca”. I did a quick survey and noticed she wasn’t wearing any rings. I figured she was either single by choice or divorced. “So are you on your way out?” I inquired. “No,” she replied. “I think I’ve got.