One by one more people started watching including Martin who was laughing and shaking his head at his friend Fred and the wild shit he gets in to. Fre... bent Brandon over the chair and made him spread his legs and he was now standing beside the young mans white ass, smiling for his audience and smacking it harder as he encouraged Brandon to tell him how much he loved it. The audio being broadcast to anyone watching fred began to prod the asshole and slide his index finger in and out, Brandon. I had flashbacks of earlier that day on the beach where we were innocent boys playing innocent boy games and making insolent, disrespectful fun of our guardian that would have earned me a severe belt whipping by my father like the one time I called my mother a bitch for not allowing me to go out and play because my homework couldn't somehow wait while an important championship game of street soccer was scheduled for that same, inopportune time. My bare bum was raw for days.I wanted to prove. My wife looked up at me, her eyes met mine and she caressed my cheek and kissed me, nodding ever so slightly, then she turned her attention back to her boss. He stepped closer and she caressed him. I watched as she leaned closer, kissing his satin covered cock. She glanced up and he smiled down at her, again closing his eyes. He gently held her head with one hand and caressed her breast with the other. His hips rocked as her mouth teased his cock through his boxers. She glanced at me, then. A couple of the guys whistled when theysaw me...all of them were staring. I hadn't counted on this...I thoughtit would just be Vic (my husband). To make matters worse they invitedus out for a drink and Vic obviously wanted to go along. So I told them"OK...but just for one drink."We walked over to this little bar a couple of blocks away. I kepthaving to pull down on the hem of my dress to keep it from sliding up asI walked. When we finally got to the bar, they sat me in the middle ofa big.
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