“Evening, Betsy. Chuck is in for some harsh bondage and a little stranger play. Of course, he’s not allowed an orgasm tonight.”“So who can pla...y with him?”“Anyone. He won’t know if it’s a man or a woman.”“Oh, that’ll drive him crazy.”“That’s the plan. I love watching him flinch every time someone touches him.”Chuck was solidly gay, having no attraction for women what so ever. Knowing that women would be touching him in any number of ways would have him on a roller coaster of arousal and anxiety.. She stroked him until his first spurts of cum shot into my open mouth. I took the head of it between my lips as he continued to shoot strings of sperm into my mouth and down my throat. Ben filled my mouth with spurt after spurt of his sweet cum. I let it fill my mouth until it was about to run down my chin and then I opened my throat and let it all slide into me.I finally released Ben’s cock from my mouth, and sat back gasping for air. I looked over at Cindy and said I’m sorry Cindy, I didn’t. Again the memories of the previous nights start to stream. Her hands move on their own coming up to cup her luscious breasts on the outside of her robe. The more she plays the looser (the robe) it becomes until its hanging open freely. Reaching inside she cups her breast feeling her nipples instantly harden to the touch. Her breasts rising her breathing becoming ragged as they ache to bit and teased relentlessly. Pinching and twisting her nipples just trying to satisfy that inner ache, her hand. She was slowly scanning the house for Jake as she made her away across the living room. When she opened the door to the refrigerator her heart sank as she read the note taped to a new bottle of orange juice. It read,"Carla called, needed a ride out to get her Escalade, you obviously couldn't do it so I volunteered. We need to talk when I get back. -J"."Fuck!", Cindy said out loud. She went looking for her phone to call Carla to minimize the damage and possibly save their marriage."Hell-Hello?",.