All I could think about was how much of a bitch she was and how I had lost so much confidence in relationships after her.I hear a knock on the door. G...etting off the couch to answer the door seems like running a marathon at this point and working up the enthusiasm to answer another 'no' to a charity group seemed like it wasn't worth my time. I get to the door and hear sobbing before I even open it. Opening the door I see my coworker and friend Clara standing there in front of me in tears. I. I dont know what it is, but he has always wanted to watch me get the shit fucked out of me by another guy. Ever since we got married he has brought this up. I have only slept with two strangers in my life and both of those were only because I was so drunk that I passed out.I gave in when my husband, his name is Gary, thought we might be able to make money if we video tape my dogging adventure and put it on the internet. Well if I can make money fucking some guy in a park then I am all for it.. "Enough."I sat back, exhausted. It had been a lot of work. But things were notover. Carolynn knelt in front of me and pushed the hem of my dress upwhile putting her hands inside my pantyhose. She pulled them and my redpanties down until she uncovered my now swollen member. She was amaster of fellatio and began to suck on me until I started moaning. Ishouldn't have been surprised at what happened next, but I was. Tomcame close and started to French kiss me while Carolynn sucked on mydick. It was. Nine inches of substance with a purple smooth head that bulged from the leather and was tied in that groove with a fine pink ribbon that emphasized it?s dignity.Criss-cross across thighs and back, the cheeks of his ass and his calves were the stripes from yesterday. Each welt parallel to the ropes that held him to form a lace pattern in blue and yellow that completed the decoration of the cords that bound him. perfection in art and the conception of inflicted pain.He could close his eyes.It was.