Let me start at the beginning. I married "John" at the tender age of 20, and he was not much older. We were still in college - he for business, me for... education — when we met through a mutual acquaintance and fell madly in love at first site. You've heard the story before.But unlike most stereotypical college guys, John was actually ready to commit to a long-term relationship before I was. We had only been going out for a couple of months when he proposed marriage. I felt rushed, but everybody. Even as I watched my attractive wife get dressed, sliding on her slip, then her hose, then her dress, my thoughts drifted to Lizzy, sliding those same items onto her sexy little body. I barely spoke to my wife on the way to Tom's, my thoughts entirely focused on his hot, young daughter. We arrived a little late and the driveway was full, so we had a bit of a walk, but I didn't notice. My cock was leading the way like a compass, straight towards the front door of my boss' home, the father of the. "I can't just start hanging out with Seth," I insisted. "It's too weird, plus, he..." He likes you?" He's Seth," I finished irritably."And he likes you," he said seriously.I splashed at Luke, but there wasn't anything playful about it."Can you please stop saying that?"... On Friday morning, I was up bright and early, dressed in some of my less-faded jeans and a polo shirt, ready to go to work with Eddie. He hadn't mentioned taking me along with him today, and I wanted to make sure I wasn't left. Tilda would poke her head in the doorway every once in a while to make sure I was still in my room. Where was I supposed to go? There were two guards at my door and the door was locked from the outside. I wanted to pull my hair out and scream in frustration at the same time. I watched the door waiting for the next person who came through. They would be my salvation, or else. I could feel my sanity edging over to rage at being caged the way I was, but I knew in all reality there was nothing I.