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So, we agreed to meet up with him one evening. In what I believe was an attempt to impress us, he booked a large suite in an upscale hotel downtown. He also knew my wife and I were a package deal, in that I would be there with her at the start. My wife and I both agreed, however, that once we felt it was safe and if he asked, I would go and wait in the lobby. This would be the first time my wife fucked another man without me in the room, not to mention the first time she would fuck for money.My wife dressed as he requested: a classic black cocktail dress, black thigh highs, and heels. We arrived at his suite on time and had drinks and made small talk. Overall, we were pleasantly surprised with how nice and grounded this older gentleman was. Yes, he ultimately wanted to pay to fuck my wife, but you could tell he was also interested in us as a couple. After a couple drinks, my wife was getting more and more buzzed and I could tell she was getting horny. She excused herself to the. I had set it up for our son to go home after school with his best friend so WIll and I could fuck all around the house, nonstop, if we wanted. Well, it was more, if he could do it, I knew I wanted to.I was keeping the house pretty clean and picked up, at the time, because we had it on the market as our new house was in the final phase of construction. My best friend has been talking with us about buying it herself, she's always liked our place, so we might be able to save each some money by closing the deal privately.Will had called me to tell me he was about an hour away but he was really much closer. So, I went to shower so I'd be all fresh for him, scrubbing my pussy really well so I tasted fresh and clean and as I was drying off, I turned and there he was, naked, his cock swollen and eager.Then, wouldn't you know, my cell phone began ringing in the bedroom so I went to get it and it was my best friend. She began telling me about her boyfriend and all but, you know, I was ready for.
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He wordlessly watched me make my way to the bedroom to drop off my things.When I walked in the room my heart sank… most of his clothes were in the hamper as they belonged. But sitting on the bench by the door was his silk necktie, waiting for me. I could only stare at it a moment before he called for me. “Darling, please come out here”.I went up to his chair, and sat on the arm; he didn’t move.“So, I had quite the surprise today, ” he said.“Oh really? And what was that?” I was almost too afraid to ask, but I knew it was what he wanted me to do.“Well, love. I came home to an empty house. No dinner on the table, no fiancée anywhere to be found. See, I was quite confused by this. I had thought we had agreed you would be home by 6 o’clock each night?”This we had. I quickly tried to make excuses, but he hushed me and shut me down at each. I finally accepted my guilt and apologized to him.“Well my dear, I accept your apology. However, we need to make sure that this does not happen again,.

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