The thought left my cotton panties damp.As they talked about fishing I completely stopped listening. What would it really be like to have all three of... them? Would I enjoy it or would they just use me? Thinking of them using me made me squirm against the counter. I took a long sip of my rose colored mixed drink and hoped none of them noticed my excitement.How would I do? Would I just tell them I was horny and wanted to get fucked? The excitement in my body grew and my heart started to pound. How. I tried to explain but the more I talked the less believable I sounded. I wasn’t really a prostitute; I was just trying to hook-up with an anonymous couple for sex, no charge. Really.He didn’t care when I told him my husband was in the bar and he had my cell phone and ID. I begged him to release me. Just before he was about to throw me out the back door into the alley, I grabbed his collar with both hands. I was floating in front of him; held in place as he gripped each of my biceps. He looked. She walked back in again this time leaning over his desk her breasts bouncing off the edge and almost spilling out of the top of her shirt. She laid the documents in front of him he had requested she typed.“All done boss do you mind if I go a bit early to lunch I’ve got some errands to run?” He looked into her eyes and his fantasies went beyond belief.“Go ahead Kunjal I might take a long lunch myself, it is Friday after all.” He bit back the need to tell her how beautiful those eyes were, not. "Poor old Toby there, doesn't know what a slut he's marrying," I said."Please," she whispered, "please you mustn't tell him about this." Of course I must, my little slut," I smiled down at her, "wouldn't be right to hide it from him." Please no," she said her eyes wide with fear, her hand reached up and she grabbed my arm."Well I'm sure we can come to some arrangement," I chuckled, "ring me tomorrow."She just nodded, I got up and left the two love birds together. I'm such a bastard. I've known.