.. but her lips had been too... Our eyes met, hers agreeing that the acting had been good, maybe even acknowledging my compliment, mine searching to s...e if she had read anything more into it. Apparently, she hadn't."Let me go take a shower," she said, "I feel so sticky in these things." Why don't you stick to me, baby?" She turned sharply, my question an unexpected one, and I winked softly at her that the act was still on, "Or better yet, why don't we un-stick together?"She ruffled my hair in a. I used the bathroom, took a big 2 liter bottle with me to piss in later, took a bottle of Jack Daniels, and set myself up in the closet. I was going to get my own little show, of exactly what nature I didn't know.Sure enough, a few minutes later she came in, and from the crack I'd left in the closet door in the bedroom, heard her call my name, then walk in, pulling off the casual skirt and t-shirt she'd put on for the store. She went out of my line of sight, into her closet right next to mine,. Her finger was inside me and she started to suck mycock again, I felt myself lifting my legs to give her more access to myarse, it felt fucking out of this world, then it felt like she justflicked a switch (she told me later it’s the male G spot) and boy didmy cock start to pump into her mouth, she sucked on my cock until I wasdrained of all my cum and slid her finger out, she carried on suckingtrying to get me hard again, that’s when Steve walked in and she toldhim about our adventure, This. But sex was not part of it. she said with me it was different, she wanted more than just sex. So, we never fucked again after that first time. Until our wedding night 6 months later. From all appearances and intent she was only fucking me, not doing anything with anyone else. Then about 4 yrs into our marriage, one night she confessed that she had been fucking lots of guys again over the previous year. What triggered her telling me about all this was that she had been fucked by my boss the.