Got to run. I need to get home and get Chuck's dinner on. See you Friday."Dinner was on the table when Chuck got home. I greeted with a kiss and I won...ered if he could taste any of what made it into my mouth that afternoon. Sluttish of me and I knew it, but that was what this was all about wasn't it? I'd become a slut for my husband. I was leaving parties and going out to back seats with guys, I was pulling trains at poker parties and I'd just added servicing the customers of my husband's. He had a 9 inch dripping rod that he wanted to shove in my mouth. I kept my lips sealed, filling his precum covering them as he rubbed his dick across them.The blond one grabbed my head and kept it still, while my lips were getting forced open by his friend. With force, he parted my lips and shoved it all the way to my tonsils gagging me. I tried getting away but they kept me steady. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I couldn’t breath. He grabbed my ears, using them as handles and started fucking. Also a way of reminding him how I'd humiliated him in the club. I wore a really REALLY low-cut top, instead of the usual blouse, and I dispensed with a bra.He came in looking sheepish but when he saw his necklace nestling down there between my fabulous tits he brightened up because he got the wrong idea. Stupid jerk thought it maybe meant I regretted what I'd done, that he and I might still be on. As if.We had a little chat in his room and I straightened him out. Told him he'd better watch his. .....................I was sitting alone at the back of the top deck on a bus one day, making my way home from school. I was 16 at the time, and could not wait to get in after a tough day. As usual, the bus was pretty empty as I lived the furthest away from school and after a few stops all the other k**s had gotten off at their stops already. The bus pulled up at a stop and I heard loud girlish talking and laughing. A group of girls heavily trodded up the stairs onto the empty top deck. I.