I just moved back and went to get my ciggie. He came behind me and hugged me from behind and said ' Hope you dont mind. You are looking so hot, just l...ike my wife' . ' Why should I mind, you are a good looking guy and I can see even little brother likes me ' I said pointing to the tent in his pants. He just smiled and hugged me from front and kissed me on my neck. I pushed him back on the sofa in the room and put on a music channel on TV. I walked back a bit and started dancing like the film. Before fainting I remember pressing the panic button under the desk, and some long time later a police car siren approached the clinic. The blokes panicked, grabbing their discarded clothing and rushing out the door, before giving me another hard slapping across the face and poor tortured breasts. I dare not look down at my damaged body, and just lay there slipping in and out of consciousness.The aftermathAfter Yasmin returned, untied me and bathed the wounds, we collected up the spunk pouring. Back to the bedroom; this time I selected pale blue panties white suspender belt and black sheer stockings. On with my shirt, trousers, socks and shoes a little breakfast and it was time to leave. I could afford the bus today, so I arrived at work early. I went in and Mr Jones was there. “Good morning Mr Jones” I said.“Oh yes good morning, um sorry I can’t remember your name” he answered. I looked around, nobody else in sight. “Carole” I replied. “Oh yes Carole” he whispered. “Are you dressed. She gulped in amazement. The question whether slip or not was decided, quite obviously. When Sue returned, my wife asked her openly: ‘You made up your mind to join us for a drink?’ Sue still wasn’t convinced: ‘With both of you?’ I smiled: ‘We share every delicacy…’ Sue was unsecure, or maybe simply undecided. She tried to change for a blunt tone: ‘I just think you want to make me drunk and then descend on me.’ Now it was time to lay our cards on the table, and maybe that’s what she really.