“Oh god no!” I whispered to myself. Then I watched in horror as my loving wife of three years proceeded to bury her face in this strange man’s a...ss.From my vantage point it was hard to see but I could make out Terri’s tongue darting around the rim of his asshole. He raised himself up to a squatting position and began jerking his cock.“Oh yeah baby! Lick that ass! Show me what a dirty little slut you are.”His hand was slowly grinding his cock as my wife grabbed his ass pulling him close. He was. Sandra Wolfe is now the registered concubine of Martin Wolfe, her own brother,” the AI announced without any judgment, of course.“And you, twins?” I asked Marla and Michelle.“Hell, yeah!” they said in unison.“Recorded. Marla and Michelle Wolfe are now registered as concubines to Martin Wolfe, their brother,” the AI continued, not even acting as if there were anything odd about registering twins at once to their brother.“Steph?” I turned to Stephanie, who giggled and nodded.“The body language is. Your snatch's clenching on my dick. Your pussy is boiling. Your juices dripping. You love this.”“I do. I'm such a wicked wife.” The words increased my excitement. My hips undulated. I swung the hammock by moving my arms, sliding my cunt up and down his cock. It was so wicked. My hair dangled and my nipples throbbed.“You are a wicked wife,” Thrak groaned and seized my hips.He didn't fuck me. He slid my pussy up and down his cock. The hammock creaked and groaned as I swung back and forth, his. Intrigued, I replied in the positive. I was to meet him, formally dressed, in the lobby of one of the fanciest hotels in the city at six o’clock the following evening. As a highly regarded member of the financial community, he was used to making deals and getting what he wanted. Over a cocktail before dinner, he looked me in the eye and said,“Let’s get the business arrangements over with so we can enjoy ourselves tonight. He slipped an envelope out of his coat pocket and casually placed it on.