When I told him about that pretty boy that was looking so good all the time when I was in the hole, he got all interested and wanted me to get Pauly (...that’s that sweet kid’s name) and me to get it on in front of him. I asked him why he wanted me to do that and he said that it was necessary for my evaluation. Any way, I did Pauly up the back door express in front of him and his eyes got all glassy and he said we had to do it again the next day because his evaluation was incomplete. If you ask me. ." Well," Debbie started, "He kept a secret from us whilst he was at school.And boy was it a secret. He..."A few days later:-I stood there in a black and gold panelled dress with a black bolerojacket and black heels, my raven hair long and loose holding an almostempty wine glass. The white wine helping settle my nerves. I'd been talkedinto coming to the party by Debbie who has been my close friend since highschool. Debbie had also stuck by me when after attending college I startedliving as. Trish, as usual, was pretty tipsy after a few drinks,and when the band finished its first set, she excusedherself to go to the restroom. When she returned,however, she whispered to me that she wasn’t feelingvery well. I told her I’d better take her home, but shesaid she thought she’d be all right in a few minutes.A short time later, the waitress came to check on us,and our two new friends ordered us all another round ofdrinks. I guess the waitress could tell that. I was shameless. I knew I was going to cum if he continued stimulating me this way. I was arching my hips up and grinding my pussy into his mouth and jaw. In the throes of my pending orgasm, I had completely forgotten about my husband watching me behave like a wanton little slut. I felt like a puppet and Johan was pulling all my strings. He was getting me to react in ways I did not know were possible. And he enjoyed having this control over me, making me quiver and react in this way - and.