She then gave the client the same treatment, much to his amusement.We often played games in restaurants, and bars but this was becoming too easy. She ...needed a challenge. Something that would tip her off balance. She longed to be set free, not in the literal sense, but to be allowed to be the true slut that she longed to be. To do things that liberated herself from the moral compass we all have.When I came home one evening after work, I fould Karen in a very excited state. She told me that Chad,. "What's that about?" I thought.We got the stuff and came back. The other wife was now sitting to my wife's left massaging my wife's clit while another guy fucked her. I think that was number 9. The husband walked behind her and snapped on the leash and collar and pulled her to her feet. I took the leash and led her back behind my wife. Her husband and I then put the restraints on. I attached the ankle cuffs to my wife's cuffs. We bent her back over my wife, and attached her wrists to my. I broke the kiss, resting my forehead on hers, staring into her hazel eyes and I wallowed in the fun I was having. My dyed-blonde hair fell about our faces, screening us from the men's gaze, giving us a bit of privacy.I just knew Jacob would love Leah as much as I had come to. At least, I hoped he would.But would Leah want to give up being a blonde and go back to being a drab brunette with me? Would she be happy only having one man and one woman? If I had not met Mary, had not been swept up in. It’s been a pleasure working with you. You have turned a very nice profit, but your methods left us questioning what you have brought to the ‘bottom line’. It could have been… let’s say… more fruitful. We have decided to buy you out,” Marlee said and added, “We no longer need your services.” Marlee shoved a contract across her desk to C.C. “I want your signature on the bottom line. In return, we will not take this matter to the SEC or the state’s attorney,” Marlee said, looking at C.C. C.C..