Then I looked down and my blood turned cold when I saw that her normally well-trimmed but full brown pussy was gone.I didn't sleep a wink last night.W...o was shagging my wife?Saturday I didn't go golfing, as I normally do, so depressed was I. And Catherine didn't go out so I didn't think there was a way to find her mystery lover unless she left the house.So I just sat and watched sports.Doug woke up late, as usual, and sat next to me on the couch for a while - watching football. Then he got up,. I tried to pull away but he just left it there and told me to carry on sucking which I did. I could feel it getting harder again and he pulled it out and bent me over the seat, he just stood and stared for a bit at my nice tight arse in the air and he knelt next to it slowly kissing my bum cheeks and rubbing his finger over my arse hole which then he slowly started to finger. The other blokes just sat in silence as they watched him have his moment. He then pulled his finger out and guided into. ‘Roger leave Jerome alone,’ Hillary said. ‘He is doing me a favor.’ Roger put up his hands and backed away. After some pings and beeps the job, whatever it was, seemed complete. ‘Tonight at 8pm.’ Jerome said as he walked out the door. After he was gone, Roger asked, ‘What was that all about?’ ‘Jerome works for the cable company. If you or me were to climb the pole across the street from Herman’s office, there would be hell to pay. Now who would expect this from a cable company?’ she asked bring. “Lemme outta here!” he screamed at the top of his lungs.For an instant the footfalls stopped, then continued. Another pair joined the first, and both stood directly over the trap door he’d fallen through when that Cutberg slut had hit the switch. He clambered back into a corner, shivering as cold dirt broke loose and crumbled down inside the back of his shirt. Rick breathed heavily through his teeth, hoping and praying that something would trigger the latch and that trap door would come.