Our house was in a residential area next to my company, some 40kms from town, basically in the middle of nowhere. Every now and again when my wife had...to work late, she would stay over in a guest house, the roads can be dangerous at night with all the animals around.I was alone one night, she had to stay over again, when I received a phone call from her cellphone. I answered the phone, but instead of my wife speaking to me, I could hear her in the background and it sounded like she was having. Our private, sometimes silly banter comes so naturally to us, naturally as when we dance about the kitchen while doing dishes to soft music on the radio. I can’t remember the last time we ran the dishwasher. Richard’s friends and colleagues see him as responsible and reliable, a force to reckon with, never silly, he’s only silly with me. ‘I am baby. What do you wish to negotiate?’ he asked. ‘I propose we go for ice cream first. I’ll change into an old dress that I don’t care about…if you know. I was shaking almost uncontrollably when he pulled me down and kissed me again. "Relax Suzie, I'm going to make sure you enjoy it, I promise. Just ask Priscilla, she never complained," he laughed a bit when he said it. She just smiled as she unbuttoned his jeans and opened them and he pulled his shirt tail out. I could see his pubic hair just above his cock, as he took my hand and pulled it down to his crotch again. "Reach in and pull it out for me Suzie." "Oh God!" I gasped as I reached. . unnh! Just ... one ... time. It hurt before!"I'll bet, I thought. "And didn't it make you feel good?" No, it just hurt and I screamed and Peter took his hand away and there was blood all on it and I think he got scared. I know it scared me."I was gently probing around inside her hot, slick passage, and she was squirming around on my hand. "What about now?" I asked."Oooooh it's so different. This is better than ... better than anything!"I was probing for that spot I had heard about but never.