When I left the hospital I was far from beautiful. The surgeon assured usthat the swelling and bruising would go down over time and that before Iknew...it I would be pretty and sexy. Recovering at home with Calvin was noeasier... his tact had changed from forcing me to do thing to doting on myevery need. He fed me, bathed me, rubbed the creams into my breasts andscars, and even held me close when I cried.Maybe it was there... when I was completely helpless and he treated me notas an experiment. Dale was standing there in sweat pants and t-shirt, his cock was visible against the fabric of the pants. In his hand was a spiral binder and a chemistry book, I stepped back and said 'I never did get the thought back.' Dale stepped into my room and closed the door. He placed the book and binder on the desk an sat down 'something must to have jarred your mind, causing you to temporary forget what you were trying to remember!' Sheepishly I agreed with him. Than Dale suggested 'why don't we. Rob dropped to the floor at her feet, Tony and Nick occupied the other couch.There was a moment of silence as everybody was sipping their drinks and watching the woman on the TV getting fucked doggy style by a big black cock, as the hubby filmed.“So is this what you like Tony?” said Nick “watching your wife getting fucked by other men?” referring to the on screen porn.“Yes mate, I only ever want to give Emma what she wants and after reading some erotic books, she has fantasised about being. “Nice cock!”I looked up and over to the guy standing next to me who had just said that. I was a little bewildered but I looked down at his cock which he had gently grasped with his right hand“You too” I repliedI finished off, zipped up and made my way over to the sinks to wash my hands. This other guy did the same and again I noticed him checking me out through the corner of my eye. I gave him a quick smile as I headed out of the toilets and back to the bar. I bought myself another drink.