Another day had dawned in the leafy outer suburbs of Surrey, England.Wendy was on her back, naked in her marital bed, legs spread wide, her long dark ...hair spread out on a pillow and her two nipples bullet hard, high and proud. Bartley, her husband of 20 years, was on top of her, and in her, rhythmically pumping away with his Viagra stimulated cock.Bartley knew her. Yes he knew her so well. Or so he thought. It was the age old sex ritual between them. The once or twice a week session, following. Anyone else?"I nodded, "Sure. Let's leave at like nine forty five, okay?" Sounds good."We all knew to be fashionably late. That was "the Rule" for parties such as these.My cell phone vibrated. It was sitting in its charger on top of my desk.Hillary took it out of the charger, and glanced at the front screen. It was a flip phone."Text message," she said, squealing.We all laughed."Ooo ... Who's it from?" I said, laughing."Read it!" Rachel yelped, laughing along with us.She flipped it open. She. “That’s a good look for you fucktoy… All tied up and helpless, my cum dripping down your pretty slutty face…Oh don’t pout, you’ll be cumming again in no time.” Brian tells his new personal fucktoy, his hand caressing up her inner thigh to her pussy, running his finger “Nnnmgrhgrmphh!” Emily lets out, her body shuddering from just a slight touch to her now very sensitive pussy. Brian chuckle at the sight of Emily writhing around in frustration and pleasure. He grabs a 8-inch vibrating dildo from. ”“6:00 it is.”“Well done, Jay,” said Connie.The week flew by and it was Thursday afternoon before I knew it. I had enough time to plan out Sue and Connie’s dates. I made reservations and pre-paid or opened tabs for everything. I arrived at Sue’s apartment just before 6:00 and knocked. Sue called me to come in, and she was still getting ready. She walked out a few minutes past 6:00 dressed in a form-fitting open back red dress and spike heels. Her hair was styled up in fancy braids.We pulled up.