I'm afraid that your dear wife has been using you this entire time. Now, I know that this is hard to believe, after all, you two were so happy togethe.... But, I have proof." At the being's gesture, an image appeared before me. It showed a well dressed woman, laughing gaily as she shared a formal meal with a man that could best be described as the ideal of handsome success. The woman wiped a tear from her eye, and began to speak. Her tone was one of mocking joy, and her words cut deep into John.. Maggie summed it up succinctly, saying, "I don't care if he's completely spent, he's my date, and no you needn't ask if your body might revive him for another round of unexpurgated sex."I hailed a cab and deposited Leslie in it and waited another ten minutes for the next one.As we climbed the steps of the brownstone with Maggie hanging tight on my arm and leaning her breast into me knowing no one could see as another couple passed us on their way out, Maggie squeezed my hand. "Fun and games?". He continued with massaging my feet, rubbing them with greater vigor and alternately squeezing the heels and feet between his hands. He rubbed the sole of a foot against his erect cock, enjoying the sensation of the smooth, hot skin of my foot against it. He raised a foot and kissed the toes one by one. Then he suddenly bit me little hard, but the effect was nevertheless electric.“Aaahhh!” I screamed, my eyes closed and hips jerking up and down as a wave of intense pleasure coursed up my legs. Her soft thighs hugged my body snugly as she wriggled her hips back and forth lining my standing cock with her pussy. She arched her back and placed her palms down on my chest. With that motion it was all it took, and the head of my cock slid into her warm very wet pussy. She let out a bit of a “Hmmmm” but it sounded like a grown or a guttural noise. Like a noise that I would have made. She started bouncing up and down for a few strokes. She was so wet it was amazing. She had her eyes closed.