She's a fox. Don't worry; I'm no rival for your affections. This isn't a swinger's club, you know. And I guess you should know that my own wife is her...e, too. About five foot nothing, a hundred pounds, short blonde hair, butterfly tattoo under her belly button. She probably won't be around me much, though, with studs like you to hang out with." As he finished, his erection was at full staff, and he walked out another door into the main clubroom. I heard shouts of hello.Well, I thought, here we. And in one bold move, I threw my right hand across to her and my arm was now touching Priti’s soft and smooth skin.I got a little bolder, and slowly caressed my arm against her’s. I waited. Just to check if Priti moves or withdraws her arm. She did not. I moved my hand from her arm, towards her neck. I lightly felt her neck. Still no resistance. I decided to move a step further, and started caressing her shoulders through the nighty she was wearing. I then slowly moved my hand towards her right. “Supervisors don’t know?”“That would be up to your discretion, with advice from me and your HR consultant. If it were someone on Cindi’s team dating someone on Dave’s team, there probably wouldn’t be a reason to tell Dave and Cindi. On the other hand, if it were two programmers, then Dave probably would need to know. An entry would need to be made in the confidential part of each employee’s file.”“What do you think, Steve?”“I’m going to have to think about it. I THINK that I think I can live. I began to slowly reach out for the cellphone on my nightstand. I swallowed nervously as I opened the text from Elizabeth, that fateful text. The video was still there, brief in duration but eternal in its consequence. His cock was massive, truly. I had seen the sort on occasion in porn, but to think this kind of hung cock would one day fuck my wife. It was incomprehensible, yet it was now my reality. I watched as Elizabeth's beautifully large tits bounced sexily as she took him. Her harrowing.