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You can't freaking stare at the fucking wall.

I fucking can't. I fucking can't.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Fantastic. I mean, really, really good, guys. I mean, he's one of the best we've

ever had, huh, Cheryl?

Absolutely.

Oh, thanks.

And, you know, you should really consider doing this professionally.

I mean, the way you just blocked me out like I wasn't even there, I mean, that's

important in the big leagues.

And with your stamina and your... Big cock?

Exactly. I mean, you've got the full package, man. You're a natural.

You know a guy in the Valley who knows a guy, and he'd probably hook you right

up. I'll give it some thought.

I just don't know if that's really me, you know?

Think about it, man. There's a lot of money in that.

Oh, here. Let me give you our number.

Call us any time.

Come over whenever you want. Huh, Sean? That's great.

Sure.

Next time, bring a friend.

Friend?

You mean a girl?

Girl, guy, whatever.

The more the merrier.

Right.

Well, I guess I should be going.

I had fun.

Well, I'll see you around.

All right, man. All right, I'll walk you out.

Come back any time.

Woo!

That was so fucking hot.

Yes, it was. He's definitely on the callback list.

Mm-hmm.

You don't think we freaked him out, do you?

Maybe a bit.

But he'll be back.

I sucked his cock extra good.

Yes, you did.

You want me to suck your cock extra good, too?

Oh, well, yeah, sure. Are you still in the mood?

Baby, I'm always in the mood.

The perfect wait and the perfect night.

Now some people might shake their heads and think we're weird or perverse.

But when you think about it, what could be more genuine, more pure than watching

the woman you love at the height of ecstasy?

Without having to worry about all the distractions like trying to make her

come or me not coming too soon or my sore back or the rug burn that's quickly

eating away at my 38-year-old niece.

The answer?

Nothing.

I can't think of anything more appealing than seeing her perfect body quivering

as she screams out, I'm coming.

And just watch.

For some people, it's a reason to call their divorce attorney.

For me, it's pure heaven.

What you got going on today?

I have two showings, and I thought I might hit the spa later.

And if you're lucky, I might surprise you for lunch.

Oh, really?

Yeah, really.

Sounds like a plan.

I've got a pretty easy day, so almost any time works. Just give me a heads up

when you decide you're on your way.

What you looking for?

You know what? I don't know. I know I'm forgetting something.

But I don't know what it is.

Fuck, I hate that.

Well, good luck.

See you later, babe.

Mr.

Bishop, some of the girls from downstairs are taking me out to lunch

for my birthday.

Do you need anything before I go?

No, I think I'm good.

You go have fun. Take a little extra time if you want as well. But stop in by

the end of the day. I have a little present for you as well.

Really? Okay.

Oh, do you want me to bring you back lunch?

No, Bill's going to swing by. We're going to go out.

Okay. See you later.

Okay.

Now I realize what I forgot.

Hey, how you doing?

Are you still thinking about coming by for lunch?

Oh, good.

I figured out what I forgot. It's Janice's birthday, and I bought her a

present and left it sitting at home.

Yeah, can you pick it up on your way in?

I'm already halfway there.

Do you want me to stop by the mall and pick something up? Yeah, that sounds

fine. Any suggestions?

Surprise me. You know what you like.

You want me to pick up some lunch? lunch while I'm at it? All right.

I know.

Surprise me.

Yeah, that sounds good.

I'll see you soon.

All right. See you then.

Saved by the wife.

Knock, knock.

Oh, come on in.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

How have you been?

Good. I've been really good.

See you, Ben.

Keeping an eye on the old man while I'm not around.

I do my best, but you know him.

Alright, alright. Enough cackling already.

Here you go. Happy birthday. Thank you.

Hope it fits.

What'd you do?

Nothing.

Does the phrase sexual harassment in the workplace mean anything to you?

We'll just say it's for me.

And that way you're off the hook.

I didn't know your size, so I guess 32 feet?

Yep. Right on.

Okay. Perfect.

I want no part of this.

Good. Then turn your ass around that little chair of yours.

Go on.

Janice, just for the record, I have in no way pressured, forced, or threatened

you in a sexual nature.

So as to feel obligated to perform in a...

Uncomfortable sexual situation, right?

Um, no, sir.

Good. I'm going to get you to put that in writing later this afternoon, okay?

Oh, my God. Shut up.

You sound like such a lawyer.

That's because I am.

You have no idea what you're missing over here.

Uh-uh-uh.

Not until we're done.

Perfect.

Good.

Okay. We're ready.

Michelle, for Christ's sakes, what are you doing?

What? It's her birthday.

Giving her her birthday licking.

That's very funny. Now get up. What if somebody walks in?

Janice, I'm really sorry about this.

I'm okay.

You sure you're okay with this?

Yeah.

You could really use a big hard cock over here.

No, not a good idea.

Why not?

You know you want to fuck her. You told me, like, a million dollars.

All filter?

Fuck the filter.

Sherry told me she wants to fuck us.

What are you waiting for?

Are you okay with it?

Well, I've always wondered how big it was.

Oh.

Fuck, I love you.

All right.

I'll eat a couple of fun facts with you.

Fingers like that.

Feel that fucking cunt on my finger.

I think that's fine.

You know you loved watching me fuck Janice.

Admit it.

Alright, fine. It was fucking fantastic.

She even let you fuck her.

That was hot.

Yeah, hope that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass later.

Relax, babe.

It was all just good, clean fun.

I got news for you.

What we just did was definitely falling in the dirty category.

I'm gonna go up and grab a shower.

Why don't you start cooking some dinner?

Okay, baby.

Hey, don't forget we have that dinner thing tonight at Tom and Ashley's. Oh,

shit.

I completely forgot about that.

I have a showing later this afternoon, and then I'm supposed to meet up with

Doug and go over the quarterlies.

Michelle, we've had the same book for like three weeks now.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm supposed to tell them.

Why don't you see if you can work things out?

Switch them around.

I'll try.

But you know how Doug is about his meetings.

I'll call you later and let you know what happens.

All right. Have a good day.

That was great, honey.

It really was. And again, sorry Shelly didn't make it.

I don't know what happened to her.

It's all right.

Yeah, I should have known. As soon as she said, go ahead without me, I'll meet

you there, she wasn't going to fail.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Hello, and just where are you? I actually made an amazing dinner. We just

finished it off.

And, uh, by the look of it, they're just about to start fucking, and I'm sitting

here like a third wheel without you.

What's going on? Oh, you poor baby.

took forever.

Tell them I'm sorry I'm gonna miss out.

Right.

You know, you still could come by.

I'm beat, baby, but I swear... I know. You'll make it up to me.

I will. I promise.

There's a smear party on Saturday night.

Would you do that?

That's a start.

You on your way home?

Yeah. Almost there.

I'm gonna soak in the tub and then crash out.

Alright. Alright.

I think I'm going to hang here for a little bit and enjoy the view.

Ashley is looking particularly fine tonight.

Perv. Have fun.

Yeah, I'll see you in a little bit.

See you at home.

Okay. Bye.

You don't mind if I stay and watch, do you?

Not at all.

No.

Don't be shy.

Yeah.

Ooh.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You owe me.

Do you feel good, Jody?

Does it stick in your fucking mouth and your fucking teeth?

Fill up all your holes?

Oh,

it's fucking pussy tight, baby.

Fill up all your holes.

You like that, baby?

Oh, fuck yeah. Spit on her. She fucking loves that.

Oh. Oh,

yeah.

What the fuck is this?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Thank you.

Yes. Yes.

Excuse me.

Want to get the fuck off my wife?

Sorry, man.

She said it was cool.

Sure, what the fuck?

You know the rules. I don't care who you fuck.

We do it together.

This fucking sneaking around bullshit.

Wes, it's getting too crowded down there.

We just came out for a smoke.

The only thing you're inhaling is this fucking cock.

I'm going to go grab a drink and let you guys work this out. Yeah, good idea.

You really want to do this right now?

Do what?

I'm just having a little fun.

Isn't that why we come to these things anyway?

Yeah, we come to have fun.

Together.

We leave together.

Maybe we don't leave together.

Glad to see you decided to come home.

Of course I did.

What did you expect me to do?

I'm not really sure.

You seem to be full of surprises lately.

I'm sorry things didn't go exactly the way you planned.

But I actually found somebody that I wanted to fuck tonight.

So I did.

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, just because you decide somebody's a good fuck doesn't mean that they are.

I've taken plenty for the team, just to make you happy.

You look like you're having fun.

I guess I'm quite the little actress then, aren't I?

Don't get me wrong, sometimes it's great.

Sometimes, not so much.

But I do it because I know how much you enjoy it.

And last night, I didn't feel like putting on a show for you or for anybody

else.

I wanted to enjoy myself by myself.

So what you really mean is without me.

I don't think it's supposed to work like that.

Oh, really?

How does it work?

You're the one who turned me into the little slut that I am, ready to suck and

fuck whoever, whenever, and now you want to be able to just turn the switch on

and off whenever you want?

Well, I don't think it'd work that way.

You're the one who created this monster.

Now you have to deal with it.

As I sit here, I wonder how this all went so wrong.

Was it me?

Was I just too demanding, too selfish?

Or was it miscommunication?

Were we not open enough with each other about what we expected?

Or was it that we just changed, grown apart?

I hoped it was... Mr. Bishop, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure, what is it?

This isn't the part where you tell me that you've reconsidered the other day

and you've already seen an attorney and he says it's going to be like shooting

fish in a barrel, is it?

Will you stop with all the sexual harassment stuff?

I told you, I had a good time.

I wouldn't have done it if I didn't want to.

Actually, the real reason I came to speak to you was I was hoping we could

do it again.

I don't think that's such a good idea.

You're right.

I don't know what I was thinking.

It's just the boss-employee thing.

I mean, don't get me wrong, you were great.

It's just, it never seemed to work out.

Right. You're right.

It's just, I had such a good time, and Shelly was fantastic, but

I was hoping I wouldn't have to share you this time, and I could have you to

myself, so to speak.

That's flattering. It really is.

I tell you what, let me think about it a little bit, weigh the pros and cons, and

get back to you.

Pros and cons, right.

Good idea.

Hey, was I really great?

You were fantastic.

Thanks.

So I got to thinking.

We watch all kinds of things in life.

I mean, we're watching this boring presentation right now.

We watch sports, theater, strippers, TV. I mean, fuck, we even watch fish swim.

We watch other people have sex.

I mean, look at porn.

It's a mopey billion dollar industry based solely on watching people fuck.

But why is it so out of line that I watch someone I know?

Someone I love?

Hmm.

Oh, God.

I can't fucking move.

Amen.

Why don't you ask him over?

Because not everybody's into that shit.

He's fucking my wife. You think I'm out of line for having him come over for a

little meet and greet?

That's not what you meant.

You want him to come over so you can watch him fuck me.

No.

Well, maybe.

But I mean, what's the big deal? We've done it like a hundred times before.

And maybe it would just help relieve the tension.

You know, if I got to know him a little better, maybe I'd be cool with it. It's

not about you being cool with it.

Like I said before, I'm getting a little bit tired of having to put on a show all

the time.

I'm trying to work with you here.

Wouldn't hurt to ask.

Or you know what?

I could hide in the closet and watch from there and he wouldn't even know.

You're so fucked up.

Is something seriously wrong with you?

No harm in asking.

Guess I'll take that as a no, then.

I mean, I was trying to make the best of the situation.

Hoping it was just a phase.

That if I weathered the storm, it would just pass.

Unfortunately, this looked like it was gonna be more of a hurricane.

What was that?

What?

I definitely heard something.

It's coming from your closet.

It's just my husband. Your what?

Signal him. He'll go away.

What the fuck?

He just wants to watch.

Yeah.

Relax. He's harmless.

Yeah. That's what they all say.

What the fuck is wrong with you people, huh?

What was I thinking?

I know if I'd come over here, I was going to get myself into some shit.

Steve. It's not like that.

Let me explain.

No, thank you. What was the plan, huh?

I mean, well, Tiger's behind me, comes up behind me, gives me a high hard one,

is that it?

Well, I don't play that way.

And you come any closer with that fucking nine iron and I'll make you eat

it. Steve, it's not like that.

Oh, yeah.

You know, I've come across some twisted fucks in my time, but you two, you take

pride.

That didn't work out so good.

The next few days were tense, to say the least.

We had never been so at odds, so unconnected.

We were growing apart by the minute, and I could feel her slipping away.

Where are you going?

You're going to see him again, aren't you?

Maybe.

I can't believe you're doing that.

You're the one who's not going to change.

So why should I?

How do you know? You haven't even given me the chance.

I think it's you who's doing the changing.

Maybe you're right.

And maybe it doesn't matter anymore.

I've had enough of this.

You can walk out now. You can walk out for good.

That's your call.

No, it's yours.

And I think you've already made it.

Don't wait up.

It was tough being alone without her.

She had left and cleaned out all her stuff.

She wasn't returning any of my calls or emails.

She was just...

Gone.

And the house seemed so empty.

I didn't want to just sit around sulking, so I visited the usual

distractions.

Partially to take my mind off things.

Partially in hopes that I'd see her again.

Hello?

Hey. Oh, you're here now?

Oh, that's great. I'm glad you came.

I'm downstairs.

You want me to come and get you?

Okay.

Wear the mask.

Looks great on you.

Thank you.

and where they were going to let you on.

Oh, shit.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck. Wow.

Do it!

Oh, yes. Oh, yes, I do.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Want some more cum?

Want some more cum?

Come here.

So I guess Shelly may have been right.

Maybe I couldn't change.

And certainly not overnight.

Maybe this was who or what I was.

It was all I'd known for the last six years.

It was part of me.

I just wish you would have given me the chance.