I was sitting in the kitchen when they started talking about sex, specifically how many guys Cindy had slept with. I always knew it was more than ten ...ut her answer enraged me."Fifty-seven!" she shouted, bragging further, "and that's just the white guys!" Her friends all laughed and asked her how many black guys she'd fucked."262!" she yelled. My heart pumped rage through every artery, thinking of how many men had fucked my dirty wife, and worse still, the fact she had barely given me any. " She's unbelievable to say the least. We fucked for sensationallong minutes. I sucked and bit her nipples and she scratched atmy back and heaved herself up and down on my dick. Much to myown delight, I started coming too. 'YES, ALAN!" she screeched. "It's so hot squirting into me!Just fuck and come and fuck and come! Do it like it's the lasttime you'll ever get laid." I hoped she didn't mean that. The rougher I got with her themore she wanted. But, like they say, all good. I knew something was happening, just couldn't figure out what my wife had in mind.Shaking my head in confusion, I grabbed my keys and headed out across the large parking lot for my car. Normally I got to work early enough to get a spot close to the building, but today, I left home late, hoping my wife would get up and drag me back to bed, so my car was way out in the middle of the lot, surround by thousands of other empty cars.After a long walk, I finally made it to my car, but something seemed. The Doctor duly came around mid-morning and prescribed some sleeping tablets and medicine to settle her stomach saying that she had mild food poisoning and that she should take it easy for a couple of days. Jan was all apologetic for getting sick and ruining our honeymoon and suggested that I should spend some time down at the pool with Peter and Sally as long as I did not forget that she was here and to come up and check on her occasionally. I made her comfortable, grabbed a book and headed.