It was quite a unique experience for Roger. He was, for the first time, not in command of the situation.Their affair progressed steadily, with sex the...weapon of choice for Winnie. She had captured him and she was well aware that he was smitten. It was only a matter of time before he "popped the question." Winifred, I love you with all my heart," Roger professed one afternoon while he was rowing their punt along the Thames. "Will you marry me?" My dear Roger, I feel the same for you, as well.. I have to tell you that seeing Tom’s dick standing up hard made me horny. Even watching you watch Karen lining up that shot – you know the one – got to me. And I’ve never thought about sex with another woman.”I tried to picture my wife with her face stuffed into Karen’s crotch. It was easy. Then I thought about Tom’s dick. Could I? Would he? “I understand, honey. Did you know she did that to show her pussy off to me? She winked at me afterward, and eyed my stiff dick.”“That bitch! She’s trying. .” She shrugged and clicked her fingers.I was instantly very aware of my bra rubbing over my suddenly hard nipples, and my cotton knickers touching my engorged clit. I subconsciously squeezed my thighs together and had to stifle a moan.“One quick test?” asked Eugenie. “Just say when you want to stop. Actually, you can just think it.”I had the strangest feeling, like a gentle touch of a finger somewhere inside my clit. For a moment, I tried to figure out what was going on, but then the first. "You made a big mess." I'm sorry," he said, automatically.She looked for a trash basket, and when she didn't see one immediately, she simply tossed the wadded up paper towel into the sink. Then she approached her brother and put one of her wrists on each shoulder, with her arms straight. She let her loins bump forward into his."Don't ever be sorry for what happened," she said softly. She rubbed her pubic hair sideways. It was obviously intentional.He swallowed. Then he pulled her against him.