Not just Joshua’s father, although he was such a big man that just getting him inside me would have me panting and half way to orgasm. There had bee... other men, both before and since. All had had their merits. As I remembered happier, hornier times, my hand slipped down under the covers and my fingers ran over my groin. With my left hand, I squeezed my breasts, pinched my nipples and began to feel the frustration rising again. It had been so long, too long. A woman has needs. This woman does. They were kissing slowly and deeply, their mouths moulded together, their bodies pressed close.To my astonishment, far from making me jealous, watching her kiss the man with such obvious passion really turned me on. My heart thumped in my chest, my breathing stopped and my body responded in the way it knew best; my cock became painfully erect.In a perverse way I did not understand, watching the woman I desired, intimately involved with another man was actually making me desire her even more.. Rick filled me in on everything and how much he enjoyed having sex with Meg. I said Meg acted completely normal during lunch, not a word about being raped. He asked if I’d mind if he went back in a couple of days to present his bill. I said go for it… We both laughed.That night, as we got in bed, Meg was all over me, she wanted sex, I played with her tits as I always do, than reached down and put several fingers inside her. I wasn’t surprised when I found she was soaking wet. By the time. Onlyas I said, this time it didn’t work. My prick softened and slipped out of my wife with a soft“slurp.” Damn, I was annoyed! Telling my wife to, “Hold that pose,” I dashed into thebathroom; trying to get there before the bladder-pressure made mewet the floor. I heard Marsha giggle, as she “held that pose.” Damn, again! For what must have been the fortieth time, Iresolved to finish the rough-in place for a second bathroom inthe basement..