We rented a white van for the night and went downtown looking for a few good looking, healthy guys. She was wearing a black low cut mini dress and had...a bed made up in the back. We drove along for a bit and came across one guy walking alone. I pulled up next to him and my wife slid the door open and said “hey sweetie, wanna fuck me? Sure! He said with a smirk. He got in and I started driving. As soon as he closed the door, she had his pants down and was sucking his cock for all it was worth.. I don't know you very well, but I have to ask 'What's got into you?'" I don't know," she said, quietly. She started to look into her glass again and turned away, smiling wryly. "I see what you mean, though. It's not the wine, you know. I guess it's something else I have to learn to deal with."She put the glass on the floor and snuggled up to him again, resting quietly against him. After a while, their warm bodies and bare skin in close contact began to start another fire.Helen got up and drew. After a long and hard day at work all I look for, is your presence in the house. But all I come across is darkness and a chilling wind blowing through the windows. I close the door, drop the keys on the coffee table and shrug out of my coat. I close the window and switch on the light and the entire room is engulfed in brightness. I find food for me on the table with a note in which you have scribbled hastily, 'Sorry. I couldn't stay up anymore'. Regretting my mistake of not informing you that I. She was his woman and he was her man and that's how it was going to be from now on."No, Jack, please," she groaned as he forced another half-inch inside her. She tried to struggle and with her free hand she reached up and pushed weakly against him. She could have struggled harder, scratched at him with her fingernails, screamed; but she didn't. She whimpered and pleaded and sobbed but he was relentless. Her struggles did little more that help feed another bit of his cock into her dry cunt when.