My husband is in sales. He often travels back and forth from the corporate office, which is in California, where we live. He's responsible for fifty r...etail stores and needs to visit their stores in the field. He's the Vice President of Retail Operations. My husband and I have an okay sex life. I mean it’s not earth shattering. We’ll usually make love in the mornings, before he goes to work. Sometimes he only pushes for like ten minutes, so I really don’t get off. I often will masturbate with. But, you. You, Master, never said a thing. I could tell, because you were, in my opinion, too much of a gentleman to make such childish noises. I also knew that you enjoyed the reactions of those around us, immensely.The tongue jabbed harder at my tender, swollen clit. The blonde's persistence couldn't be ignored. She wanted me to cum. I wanted me to cum. I hoped you wanted me to cum. Only one way to find out... I opened my eyes as the tongue rammed home, plunging my cunt with it's warm. LikeI said I had told the ladies in the office I was taking Friday off. Mywife knew I was taking off, but she was out of town working. I would evencall Jackie up on Friday morning to telling her I was going out to meetsome people, and have lunch with them, and would not be back till near 4or 5pm. This way I figured if Jackie tried calling me at home, shewouldn't wonder why I didn't answer the phone. That morning I would walkaround and locked all the doors and closed all the blinds. So no. I can still remember the night the captain came to our front door and told Mom the bad news. The next few days were filled with the preparations for the funeral and the funeral itself. Like most cop funerals, Dad's was a big one. There were cops from almost every state and dignitaries from our state's capital.Mom was an attorney so money wasn't a problem. Dad had a lot of insurance and there was a fund from the department to help out. After Dad was gone, I started to act up.At first it wasn't.