After that I rushed into the bathroom and started masturbating furiously: I fancied her lover’s cock coming on my face and it drove me mad.It took m... some time to get over what I just experienced and when I recovered my breath, I was ashamed. When they went off I became absorbed in thoughts. I wondered whether what happened to me was unfaithfulness to my husband or that was no more than an ordinary constitution of things. Of course there was no physical contact with another man, but I did it. The tightness of the shorts also helped for the purposes of the punishment, stretching him as his balls were squeezed. His stomach muscles were clenched tight and just like usual he was blushing deeply.I leaned up, moved his hand and kissed him fiercely. He returned it with equal passion and began grinding himself down onto me harder. When we broke away I looked down to watch as he rode my leg. He was pressing himself down harder than I had been and was rocking slower. I could tell that it hurt. 'Maybe if the blokes did give her a burst of their usual chatter, she wouldn't want to come again'. However, as he carried the car fridge into the back yard another thought began to occupy his mind. Harry was a rough diamond. He hadn't married for he had no need too, he attractive women and although he considered them suitable for one thing and that was sex and was pretty rough with them, they continued to buzz around him, like bees around a honey pot, so maybe he could seduce his wife, give. That weekend we moved everything she wanted out of her place and managed to find room for it at mine, anything we didn't have room for in my apartment we stored in my storage space in the basement. Anything left she just sent Jamie a text saying he could have it and that she wanted to put the apartment up for sale. The next day she got a very short message saying fine, sell it just give me my half and that was it. I couldn't believe that after being married for 15 years that's all he would.