<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> Cassandra<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main House<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Interacting with...Simon + Jamal<br/>
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By the time they had walked into the house, </span><a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/79/a9/3b/79a93b0819fb7156b55f8a460334e3b9.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Cassie</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> </span></a><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">could feel a pain in her right hand and realized it was from squeezing her husband's left hand so hard his wedding ring was biting into her soft skin.  She loved her husband very much and hated the idea of letting another man use her in such a casual way, but he had always been so good to her and she felt maybe she had let him down in some way.  She had done her best to convince him she was just as good with this as he was, not wanting to disappoint him further.  He had always been everything she could want in a lover, but then she really had nothing to compare him to besides a rare look at porn which she thought was more special effects than real life.  What girl could possibly deep throat some of those cocks anyway?  <br/>
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When he asked if she was ready before walking in she had to swallow a moment as her mouth was so dry she couldn't speak right away.  Instead she simply nodded her head then finally repeated "...we can leave anytime."  Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest she was sure the whole room would hear it even over the party music playing inside.  She had been last to pick a key, the only one left was gold and kind of decorative and she figured perhaps it was the host's.  When she saw an absolutely massive black man walking towards them, his eyes on her figure, she squeezed Simon's hand.  "You'll stay where I can see you?"  She asked, more thinking that she might need to call for him to come and take her home.  <br/>
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She still held her husband's hand as he greeted her, taking her hand and the key in his massive paw.  She could only let him do as he willed as she stared up at him with a wide eyed mix of fear and disbelief.  Surely Simon wasn't going to let this huge black man fuck her?  Maybe some flirting, maybe even some touching, but fuck her?  How would things ever be the same between them?  She wanted to drag her husband out of there at a run but it was too late for that, besides Simon already seemed too interested in who he was going to be paired up with.  <br/>
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She felt completely helpless when his huge black hand landed on her hip and he gave her a squeeze.  Cassie was a competent, intelligent woman, but she felt like a nervous school girl as he asked her if she wanted to go somewhere private or a nearby couch.  He hadn't even really introduced himself yet and he was talking of getting intimate.  She was way out of her comfort zone here.  "The couch please."  She said meekly even as she let him guide her towards it, her body no longer seeming to have any will of its own.  She gave a last look at her husband who was meeting his 'pair' for the night.  She looked beautiful and elegant, she could feel jealousy and doubt rising up in her chest.  She could only hope she didn't loose her horderve she was so nervous.  "Would you please, get me a glass of red wine?"  She asked as politely as she could muster, she normally didn't drink but felt she was going to need it tonight.  </span>