Proper. I know, but it’s ok, I’m cold and you are helping me to stay warm.” She said looking into my eyes.“Let’s just go to sleep, ok?” I...quietly suggested in her ear.Emily nestled into my arms a bit more snugly. “Ok, Master...”My emotions were smoldering, lust was burning deep within me, what did she just call me,? Master, what does she know? She probably doesn't know anything.For a long time, we laid there together, probably far closer physically than we should be. I was just beginning to. For instance, I caught her rubbing a guy’s dick under the bar table (over his trousers). Really, she was being so slutty that it embarrassed me. The next day (Friday), my wife was very apologetic. I think that she knew it went too far for me. I like sharing her, but I don’t like being embarrassed. But I’m the forgiving type, and all was shortly forgotten. Later that day, we were fucking each other and talking dirty. As usual, the talk turned to my wife being tag teamed. I’m not sure why, but. His family was about to leave, and he was saying goodbye to them. I was wearing a short skirt and a black t-shirt. Tonight was the night, I was gonna lose my virginity. He was gonna lose his virginity. Weve been talking about it for a while. Usually we have makeout sessions with just kissing and groping but eventually that wasnt enough. His parents just thought we were going to go out to see a movie and go to dinner. They were going to be gone for hours running erands. I heard the door shut. I reluctantly let go of the booties and pushed myself up in bed. I got a cheek kiss from Beca and Cindy and then they collapsed back on the mattress and cuddled together. I sighed and grabbed my running gear. If we didn’t get outside soon, the temps would make it hard to run.“Jacob! Three-count your run. You’re coming down hard on your right leg. Is it giving you pain?” Nanette shouted from right behind me. My leg? Damn it! It didn’t feel sore but now that Nan had pointed it out, I could feel.