" "Than just relax and enjoy it." I do as he says I relax, but who is going down on me, it is not myhusband. He whispers in my ear how much he loves w...hat is happening. I start to give in, my pussy is on fire. Whoever is going down on me is doing one hell of a job. I can hear his camera clicking away as he takes picture after picture. At this point I feel another presence on the bed and a cock hitting my cheek. I reach out and take it in my hand. I know it is not my husbands cock in my hand. By now my cock was rock hard, he looked up at me and smirked knowing he had full control. "You ready to be my bitch?" Yes sir", I replied."Ok faggot, time for you to earn my affection."I dropped to my knees in front of him as he sat there with his legs spread on the couch. I ran my hands up his thighs and felt the heat from the growing bulge in his jeans. I lowered my face to his crotch and mouthed the outline of his cock through his jeans while I reached up and un fastened his belt. I pulled. “We need to . . . uh . . . slow down . . .” she said, “we need to . . . think . . . or plan . . . or something . . .” With a grinding of mental gears, I took several deep breaths and looked around to get my bearings. “Yeah.” I admitted, “we need to stop, for a little while . . .” “What time is it?” she asked, I told Mum I'd be home by twelve.” I slid her to the sofa and stood to get a better view of one of the computer screens. “Quarter past eleven,” I let out a heavy sigh of frustration and. "The two examined me before the face of both of them increasinglyshowed their surprise as they realized who I was."Mr. Wilson," Amy exclaimed.Joe looked at me oddly as if I had confirmed something to him. Ilooked away from him and to the more approving looks of my employees.I looked over them and saw Wanda entering the bank. She noticed meright away and came over to the group and said hello before she toldthe group to get ready for their workdays. Bill, Joe and Amy headedover to their cubicles.