Suddenly, his behavior got changed. The show manager touched my shoulder and asked me to get up and sit next to him. He asked his driver to leave us a...lone and let no one disturb us.As I was crying, he wiped my tears and said, “I can see how desperate you are for this show. So, can I ask you something?”I replied, “Sure, sir.” He told me if I can prove how desperate I was to get the show, then he might give me the chance.As he wiped my tears, he was touching my cheeks and then my neck. He then. "What do you mean, Frank?" she asked."Well, it really wouldn't be right for us to fuck, Vicky," he said. "That'd be cheating on Don and Joan."Vicky could hardly believe her ears. Hadn't he cheated on Joan already? Apparently he thought it was okay to cheat with Shelly, but not with Vicky--because she was his wife's best friend, and Don was his buddy.If only she could have told him that at that very moment Joan was putting the make on Don! But the women had agreed not to tell on each other.. "Place your feet against the glass!" i then said to her, and eagerly she lifted her little stocking clad legs and pressed them up against the glass, before i began thrusting up into her, faster and harder than she had been dropping on to it."Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she cried out as i held her in my arms and pumped her little pussy."Look out there Tilly!" I then said gesturing outside."All those people in there homes could be looking out at us right now, watching us fuck! Watching a married. I asked if toilets were ok, he agreed as long as said toilet was in somewhere busy.Well that settled it, the best place to go for that would be the Gay Village in town, so I arranged a night out with some friends and colleagues with the intention of splitting off towards the end of the night and heading to the village.That was the plan at least...A group of us met at a bar not too far from the village and got the drinks in while we waiting on a couple of stragglers namely a new girl at work and.