'Gallor, tea for four' and 'Gallor you filth, dinner for three', his manservant did not even acknowledge his lord's commands; he just went off and did... them.It was unsettling.Megan was in Princess mode, and the lord of the village treated her like royalty. She took it as her due. He wasn't sure what to do with me, so he treated me like a visiting peer, neither superior nor inferior. I stayed silent and tried to use his actions to get a better handle on Megan.She eventually led the conversation. “What are you doing, slut?”“Don't call me a slut. I'm an adult with a girlfriend and a house.”“You're covered in semen. You submitted to me willingly. What would you call that?”“Fuck you.”I gather my clothes and head out the door. Later, in the shower, I think about being on my knees in front of Matt's cock. Even after Britt comes home, I can't get it out of my head.I sit with my feet on the table, crunching a granola bar. Britt lounges alongside me in her smelly workout clothes. She leans into. I'd be far better off if I quietly moved some of my money to where the lawyers can't find it and that was going to take some time.You'd honestly be surprised at what goes through your mind when you are sitting waiting for your so-called loving wife to finish her little tryst.About ten thirty the light went out in the room and a few minutes later Maggie came out the front door alone. She turned right into the car park and actually walked right past my car. But she was looking up and down the. “Make it happen, soon,” she told me.“Okay baby, but no fucking, oral sex only. And you know I want to watch,” I told her as we fucked like rabbits that night. The next morning at the gym Emile was rapt when I showed him some pics of my lady. The first few showed her beautifully attired in designer clothing. Then a rear shot, naked apart from heels. Then a pic of her standing, legs apart, against a wall with me licking her.The last one was a pic of me standing against the wall with Sarah sucking.