Mac was sure that there was a wet spot on his pants but was afraid to look down. Instead he stared forward, chastising himself for not wearing underwe...ar.Soon, Tess had the head so wet that his pants were almost transparent and clearly outlining the crown.Mac was relieved when they arrived home. He quickly stripped off his jacket to hide his obvious erection and the large wet circle on his pants.As soon as they were inside the house, Angela and Tess said they were tired, kissed Mac good night. He came so much I could barely swallow it all. Then I heard the drivers voice say, “nobody has fun on my bus without me and my wife is riding and wants to have fun also..” I got up and started to refuse and he yelled at the guys, “ hold the little cunt down.” I began to panic and his wife began to stroke my breast and kiss my neck. She then sat on the seat in front of me rubbing her clit, I could see she was already dripping wet. I told him I did not want to do this, then suddenly the two. I thought we had a loving marriage, a good relationship. I must have been walking around in never-never land with blinders on. Rita seemed like a good wife and mother. Problems and arguments, sure we had them just like every other married couple we knew. Even after fifteen years I still can’t get it out of my system. Where the hell did I go wrong? We had the swimming pool in and were enjoying it. The kids, who were then seven and nine years old, were in the pool all the time. Rita and I would. I didn't have any lady with me. And the working ladies there naturally assumed that I was in need of a woman. I got cat-called and approached from every direction. I liked the women and wanted to do it with them. But when 20 women are after you, then this can be a little intimidating for you. This was when I've learned the meaning of what it's like to be looked as a peace of meat. These ladies didn't look at me as a person. They looked at me as a guy to fuck, in exchange for some.