My logic was simply that if the gardener didn’t want to see my wife trussed up, I wouldn’t make him. Karen read something into that rule that I ha...d never intended, but that I came to really enjoy. My wife felt the rule was an incentive to be as over-the-top and as exposed to Sammy the gardener as possible. She figured if she was outrageous enough, the timid gardener would become so shocked he’d complain, then I would stop putting her on display.It was Karen’s idea that I make her squat like. “Turn over Sarah”, Tom asked. I reluctantly did as ordered given how close I was to coming again. I took the pillow I had been holding, lifted my hips off the bed and thrust the pillow underneath my ass. “Fuck me hard Tom, make me cum” I screamed. I grabbed my knees tightly and pulled them back to give perfect access to my drenched pussy. My pussy still felt incredibly tight, but it now easily accommodated Tom’s cock. We were both so close to cumming. I watched his gorgeous cock pounding. After after a scant few moments, Jackie buzzed her desk. "Come in please, Scottie. Bring your bra."Scottie went directly to Jackie's office. Her boss said nothing, but extended her hand. Scottie placed her bra in it with a word. Jackie dropped it in the trash can."You want to burn it?" Jackie asked."No," Scottie giggled. "What is this, the 60s?" Just understand – that will be the last of them, OK?" she stated sternly.Scottie, who enjoyed being braless during her free days anyway, found herself. I looked at him and he looked at my growing hard on. I then started to rub it even though it was blowing my mind that I was doing this. Especially since if he turned me down, that would possibly be the most embarrassing situation. Luckily he didn’t, and I was still nervous but I started to feel his dick which was still in his pants. I had seen his cock before, when he would get out the shower. It was a 5 inch dick soft that was uncut.I decided to slowly slip my hands down his pants and to.