Nina and the rest of her whores started walking away. Nina turned and while walking backwards said: “Oh yeah, and I'm serious about the butt-plug... – it's got some heat-sensitive shit going on, so we'll know if you're not wearing it and if you lose it or break it, it will be replaced...with a bigger model. Do you understand ?” Dan nodded meekly. What the fuck have I gotten myself into ? He thought, still in disbelief at the night's events. “What about my gun ?” Dan moaned. Still. Part of the meeting details were that I was to be wearing my wife’s panties, bra and high heels. I agreed to wear them.The meeting took place at my house. It was on a Sunday. My wife always went to visit her mom on Sundays after church, so I had about a two hour window.I got dressed for the meeting wearing panties, bra and heels as instructed. My heart was racing, I was so incredibly nervous and was wanting to abort the whole idea. About that very moment I received a text message from him. How would AJ react if she were called out on a mission while they were together? It was one thing for her to understand; she knew exactly how much the job came first. Did he? Especially if he didn't know what she did.And how would he react to all of her training? She had to be the single most trained officer in the entire military. How would he react to that one particular stint of training she'd had a few years ago? He was bound to find out if she didn't tell him first.Better to see where this. I know you still love me. Just this once can't we forget about not being married to one another and just let this happen?" Dad pleaded.He pulled her hands down from her flushed face just when her lips was forming a stern "no". He gently silenced the no with a deep kiss full on her lips. Stunned, my mother tried to pull back away from him as his left hand dropped to grasp her juicy ass. "Richard, please, no…"she vainly replied as the last of her resilience quickly faded. Deepening his kiss, my.