Beep-beep-beep.Dominic checked the meat thermometer. Perfect. The aroma of the roast wafting into the kitchen brought Renata to his side just as he se...t it on the counter.“Mmmm, smells amazing,” she sang, inhaling deeply. “I'll make the salad while that rests.” The fact that her nipples were forming pronounced peaks in her t-shirt top didn't escape her husband's notice.Dominic admired his wife's ass as she bent over to gather the salad ingredients from the bottom drawer of the refrigerator. As. ?No Tom, let?s get her to the room first,? one guy said tothe other. ?Ok Bobby, let?s go? Tom picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, andstarted heading towards the A/V room. She squirmed still trying to escape, but it seemed futile.? She didn?t actually know the two guys whowere doing this to her, only saw their faces around in school, but she pickedup the bigger one was Tom and the other was Bobby.? She thought to herself that she would haveher boyfriend kick their asses if they didn?t. Thursday. Arrive at nine o’clock, Peter, and I’ll make sure you won’t regret it.”I swallowed deeply. This felt unreal. Just a few minutes ago we had been reconnecting as old friends. She had messaged me, we had talked a bit, and now? Had this been why she had reached out to me? “I want this,” she told me, resting her dildo against her lower lip. “I want yours. I want to give you the night of your life.”“I don’t know if I can make it...” Could I do this? My feelings were a confused tempest. I. On one occasion, he left a note for me to pick up some groceries. He had me wear a very short black skirt, a revealing red top that was nearly sheer. Of course my collar. I wore red thigh high stockings and ridiculously high black heels to match. Because of the short skirt, the tops of the stockings were clearly visible. I looked like a whore from the street.He had a list prepared, but I was not to open it until I arrived at the store. Michael drove me there. He said nothing about my attire but.