I might would do half of that.”“The cleaning, greasing, and finding three tires that will hold air has to be worth at least another hundred,” he... said.“Since I won’t have to run all over hell chasing one down, I’ll do the six hundred,” I agreed. I figured it was a convenience tax and dismissed it from my mind. The trailer was not perfect, but it would do. If worse came to worse I could pull the top off and use it as a lightweight flat bed trailer.“I knew that I was spending money betting on the. I replied without thinking that how badly I’m obsessed with, her how badly I want to flaunt her body and how badly I want to fuck her.She was shocked she thought of love and I talked about sex. She got angry and slapped me and told me not to text her again and call her. And she left I felt really absurd what the fuck did I said and lost all the chance on her. For over 2 months when I forget her I got a text from her asking me to meet her. I was little afraid to go because I was thinking she. The smell of cum, not my own, distracted me as I tried to get to sleep.The next day I inquired about what "being his bitch" meant. She was not sure exactly, but thought it was just to do what he wants when she is with him."Great," my sarcasm was noted. I asked more question, but my wife was evasive. She happily told me how great he made her feel and the intense orgasms she had (yes plural, not a common occurrence for her).She went to see him the next Wednesday and the Monday after that. Every. Alena began thinking about the possibility of teaming up with her Asian roomie as an occasional partner with certain clientele. The more she turned the possibilities over in her head, the more she liked the idea.Alena met an interesting couple a day later. As usual she'd met them by answering an ad found on Backpage.They told her their names were Alan and Kathy. They were a thirty-something couple and appeared to be married, but Alan knew enough by now not to assume anything about her potential.