“you know what I hate” She asked as we smoked.“no what” I asked both of us locked in a dangerous flirt.“guys who think that a big girl like...me can not give them the fuck of a lifetime” She exhaled through her nose and took another drag.“their loss really” I said taking a drag “let me ask you something”“sure stud” “are you married?” I asked not really caring. I really didn‘t.“Yes. I bet it does it matter, does it?” she said taking her keys out of her purse. Clearly she and I were thinking. ..”“Because?”My voice trembled, “Because I need it. Because I want it.”“And...?I closed my eyes, “Because I'm a good girl.”Silence. He just looked at me. I could hear him breathing. ...please don't hang up...“Be a good girl and do what you are told.”My hands shook as I dropped the phone into my purse. I brought out the pen and with both hands I placed it into my mouth. Over my tongue, pushing back, pressure in the corners of my small mouth, jaws clenching at the pen, lips meeting each. I would take some time off from work and me and the helper would do the complete job.I told marta to put an ad in our local paper for a carpenters helper.I then went to an adult personnels site and put an ad in there saying I was looking for a guy who was willing to help witha kitchen remodel and in the process try and seduce my wife,I posted a few nude pics of her.I said I would pay a fair hourlywage,I asked that they send pics with their reply,I had many responses I called three of them but. After a bit of my usual bitching and moaning because I had planned to spend an entire week with my best friend Madison out on Nantucket Island hoping to get laid by some horny fisherman looking for tourist pussy. All I really wanted was about eight inches of non-complicated cock looking to search out new territory to explore.My devious mother was never comfortable with her demanding mother and she decided I would be the sacrificial goat to appease the maternal gods that reside in the great.