You need to talk to someone. Either us, or a counsellor,’ David continued. ‘Some times it’s best to talk to someone independent, Jack. We’re h...ere to back you up in any way we can, but our view is coloured because we are your friends,’ Milla concurred. I looked at the pair of them. Their faces were both pictures of earnest concern, some would say worry. ‘Knowing you pair, you have a name all lined up for me.’ Their faces softened with relief. Both Milla and David had obviously been concerned. Beth could feel his burgeoning cock pressing into her tummy. She broke from him and with a deft movement slipped the straps from her shoulder allowing the dress to slide down her body puddling at her feet. John was dumbstruck, getting his first glimpse of her in her glory. She knew exactly how to please him as she stood there in a black lacy bra that could barely contain her sumptuous, perky breasts, sexy black French style panties worn over a black garter belt and stockings. She was simply. Slowly, the hand on my balls felt different, one of his fingers was wet and I began to feel it slipping down towards my hole. I stopped breathing again. This was too much. As his wet finger moved closer and closer to my most private spot, I could feel myself clenching and I couldn't take it anymore, I opened my eyes.It was my neighbor from next door, as I expected, but this time he was in his cop uniform, all of it. I had an involuntary bolt of fear. Cop uniforms always make me nervous, even. Cheat on me?" Karen, I say this as your friend. Matt's crazy about you, Karen. He would never, ever ever in a million years cheat on you."Your name is Matt Bauer. You're Karen's husband, a thirty one year old manager at Solutions Inc., a mid-sized advertising firm, that just started breaking big in the last few years. It's no secret that you were a big part of taking the company to the next level and you're just about to enjoy yet another reward for all your hard work....."Are you sure it's.