Everythingstill looked the same. A Sunday just like all the other Sundays ofour married lives. For the past few months, all summer long, ourSundays ...had been different because the Saturdays preceding them hadbeen very different. But now, one last session with Scott in ourown bed, his pretty mouth licking me pristine of the last of Craig,participating in my affair with Craig without even knowing it. Onelast delicious orgasm and he'd be released from his promise to me,free to live as he chose.. "So I'm to fuck these three guys also?". "There's an extra five grand if they can film and photo the party!". He enthused.I've fucked more in the past and never received a penny. Here I was contemplating fucking four guys and being filmed and photographed in the process. My mind didn't need to make the answer as my pussy was bubbling with excitement and made the decision for me."Will I need to get changed or will this outfit do?" I enquired ever so matter of factly."As long as the boys can fuck. ...like...." "You want a boyfriend?" He summed up what I'd been trying to blurt out with ease. "Yea, I guess, It's been a long time and I miss..." His grip had loosened around me so I tugged at his arm, I needed the safety. "I miss, the closeness", I continued, "You know what I mean?" He held me close again to my relief. "Yea I know what you mean, I haven't had a girlfriend in like two years!" He was trying to make me feel better, I could tell. "I miss the closeness as well, is there nobody. If you’ll show me how you wrestle trying to win me, I’ll consider going on a date with the winner.’. I sat in stunned silence, but Zander broke me out of it when he blurted out that if she really wanted to see him dominate me he be glad to show her. I told him I’d be the one dominating. Lesley stopped our show of bravado by telling us to save it for the match and asked where we should do this. I indicated down in our rec room where it’s cooler, and the carpet makes for a nice wrestling mat. She.