I had to be irresistible. I had to be a girl that he would want to take home. I thought back to all the girls that I watched enter the Jackson house a...ll those years ago. Their long blond and brown hair, their sultry high heels, miniskirts that just covered their bottoms enough to be considered decent, their boobs that filled out their chests so much it was painful for me to gaze upon. I was their age now. I had the body, the boobs, and the looks. I can pull it off. I grabbed the dress of the. On the elevator they took one and I got on the next with me arriving on the floor as they were entering our room. Kathy made sure the door was open for me. The room a two-room suite was perfect for me to stay outside the door to the bedroom and watch this whore, my wife perform.The two guys began to undress and Kathy was right with them. The taller of the guys turned to my door and I saw a nice guessing 8 plus thick cock standing erect and ready for Kathy’s mouth to engulf it. Kathy knelt. In there,” she said, pointing into the room, “you need to shower thoroughly. I need you to shave off all of your body hair. That means face, chest, legs, arms, underarms, and pubic hair. You are to shave against the grain until you're smooth as silk. I don't want any nicks or bleeding. Shower, shave, and shower again. And take your time. You get shocked once for every nick or cut I see. Understand?” “Are you serious? What is this? Why do I have to shave?” I asked, as she raised her. That was bold and brash … not normally one of Ted’s traits. He remembered telling her to stand close to him so he could finger her. What could he have possibly been thinking? He had never been that demanding with women. But as he ignored the lunch time conversation, he began to wonder if it was the real him coming out. “Maybe,” he thought, “I was tamed by my wife and this is who I really am.” “Dude,” a friend said, “Are you with us? You seemed to be lost in thought.” “Sorry,” Ted answered. “I’m.