It did not take him long to find her. She had settled at a cheap Motel 6 just south of downtown. As expected I started to get calls from her first thi...g the next morning. She tried getting pissed, she tried begging, she tried calling, and she tried sexual propositions. I laughed as I listen to her messages and I then I had her number blocked on all my phones so that she would not be able to reach me.She must be getting pretty desperate as she could not have that much cash on her. I let it be. “Shit…” she muttered as she slowly picked herself up off the floor. Once on her feet, she yelped as she felt a familiar stir between her legs.“About time you woke up, haha. Did you have sweet dreams?” Her pussy taunted.“Oh god… no, no, no, no, no. This can’t be happening to me. I mean, I must be going crazy. You… you can’t be alive. I mean it’s impossible. It doesn’t even make sense,” Stephanie stammered.“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing. I know you enjoyed yourself. Not bad. Gary and Rob met enthusiastically and shook hands. Gary then turned his attention to me. "Hello slut", he said with a leering grin and then, with his left hand, grabbed a fistful of my hair, tipping my head back as he kissed my mouth and ran his tongue inside, while his right hand pulled my skirt up and groped my pussy."Hello", I smillingly replied when he released me. I used the sweetest voice that I could muster, even though I could feel the pain of having had my hair wrenched.We had parked. My sisters did too when they got old enough to fuck. So, of course, that’s what I expected of my wife.I’d found out early that she was a slut and had fucked a lot. All the guys at the barbershop said she was a first-class piece and their friends agreed. I knew from usin my sisters that a lot of screwin didn’t hurt a pussy none even if’n it weren’t always my meat. So I figured if a woman was fuckin around she’d appreciate my dick all the more.It was real good when we had visitors at our farm. It.