One weekend, on a business trip sitting by the pool at my hotel, an attractive blonde was dancing on the deck drawing attention to herself. Needless t... say I started getting hard, watching her dance along the pool. I managed to take a few secret pictures of her as I rub the outside of my swimming trunks. I’m a happily married man with k**s but the thought of how much I would love to fuck her I was running through my mind. Just bend her over and fuck the shit out of her. My dick was getting hard. The telltale signs: a sharp intake of breath, a slight shiver, or the tightening of a muscle… Really, anything that confirmed where the attention was required. It sounds deceptively simple, doesn’t it? Hmm. How deceiving that false simplicity is. And there it was. A small, tight knot…not on her back, but her right shoulder. Always, without fail, the right shoulder needed attention. Her body lightly quaked as my thumb ran over it. I started by gently circling the sore tissue around the knot.. Inside lay what looked like a gleaming rifle with a couple of dozen small ovals.He touched the butt of the rifle where I saw a slight depression, “This is where the power charges go. Each charge is good for one hundred releases.”I glanced at the rifle and he picked up one of the small ovals. He slipped one into the rifle and turned to start walking. He went through a doorway and lifted the rifle to point at a target a little way down the tunnel and to the side. He pressed a small stud on the. This time he raised his eyebrow at her and continued to shove his hips forward.Now my wife loves to suck my cock. She’s very good at it I thought and enjoyed the experience. She had tricks with her tongue that never ceased to make my eyes roll back in my head. I saw the moment when she decided to try them on him to make him come. Now it was a contest. The Master was showing her who was in control by using her mouth slowly and not even close to coming. My wife wanted to make him lose.