She looked a little lost, lonely, in fact, so I made my way over to her.She was quite tall, slim, with lovely blue eyes. I found her very easy to be w...ith. We left the stuffy function room and went outside onto the balcony to take in the still night air.She told me that her name was Hazel and that like me, she was many years younger than her husband. We had something in common. I liked Hazel very much and it seemed that she liked me.We did our duty and danced and chatted with the boring old. As usual, the talk turned to my wife being tag teamed. I’m not sure why, but all of a sudden my embarrassment turned into me being hugely turned on by catching her rubbing a random dude’s dick through his pants. When I mentioned this, my wife apologized again, but I wasn’t in the mood for apologies: I was fucking horny! So I said something like, “You were a fucking bad little beyotch and you owe me a favor for that.” My wife said that she would do anything for me because she’s my property and I. Just be good a little longer, make her respect you and you'll get everything you want. "I'm sorry, Miss Cara. You're right. I shouldn't have begged you like that," Stacy admits, genuinely. She looks Cara in the eyes, confidently, but humbled. "May I please go outside then, Miss Cara?" She tries to sound as submissive as possible. "Yes, why?" Cara inquires, seeming a little curious. "I like to go running." Cara smiles at this, a little surprised, even impressed. "Of course, dear," she permits.. Palus's smile lit up the moment our eyes met."So he awakes!"Whether it was the slight breeze from the window or Palus running her hands over her breasts and down her flanks, my nipples hardened as I watched her antics. Palus loved to tease me in private. Slowly pulling the blanket off my body Palus uncovered me and Swarta in the process. The breeze gave me shivers and I jumped out of bed, causing Palus to laugh, as she dropped her house dress over her head. It was a simple brown cotton cloth.