"I'm washing it," she said without looking back.Jack's smile disappeared."You're what?!" Washing it. When was the last time you washed that thing? The... sticky mess inside was probably a year old. The dirt and crud was nasty."Jack stepped over to look over her shoulder. Sure enough, the mug was submerged in the steaming sink."You can't wash my lucky cup!"He reached for it, but she slapped his hand away."It'll just take a second," she said, as she grabbed the cup and began to scrub it vigorously. To be honest I was expecting a slap but to my surprise she sat on my lap and started rubbing her ass on my dick. I lost it completely then. She told that she knows that I’ve been checking her out very often and that she could see lust in my eyes for her as she kept on rubbing my dick with her ass and took her hand kept squeezing my dick. My dick was thrusting out of my pants.She turned around and wrapped her legs around me still rubbing her ass on my dick and started kissing me. We kissed deep. It is the biggest I've ever had." Bigger than your husband?" Oh yes Daddy, your huge cock is twice the size of my sissy bitch of ahusband. He could never pound me like you do, fill me up with your cocktill I feel like I'm going to explode."I could feel my treasure swelling up in my chastity device listening tothe sounds of their sex and smelling the moist fragrance of my wife'spussy. Even with Mistress directly comparing us, and saying how muchbetter his cock was than mine it was still. The following week we all went out shopping, for me and for themselves,I ended up with some short summer dresses, a couple of blouses and apair of tight shorts, but most exciting of all a two piece, light blueswim suit, with a padded bra top.When we got back to Samantha's place we had our fashion parade, withseveral glasses of wine, it was hilarious. When we had all finishedSamantha ask me to sit down as she had something very important to tellme, "Don't worry," she said, "But it is something.