" I don't like the idea Fran, not even a little bit. No, no I don't think I can do that."Fran worked on me for three days and finally, against my bett...r judgement, I told her she could do it.Actually Carl seemed like a nice enough guy. The worst part of it for me was sitting at the dinner table listening to him and Fran go through all that "do you remember" stuff. It was all innocent stuff like, "Remember Marge and Billy Crenshaw and the night that...", but it served to remind me that the man. Oh my gosh, she got ready like a newly married woman with lipstick, makeup, and everything. She came to me and said what is the work and where I have to do it. I showed her the bed and said to go and sit there. I will come and the work will start.Friends, you are reading this story on indiansexstories dot netShe went there and I followed her and we entered the room and she went sat on the bed. I closed the door. She said why are you closing the door? I went near her and took her in my arms and. ” she was lying on her back with eyes closed, She moved her chin upwards as in she was trying to see things above her forehead and waited for the moment… I teased her by rubbing the tip of dick at her pussy…strangely she seem to enjoy it to.This time I pushed my dick in one go and entered her fully… (nope I wasn’t the first guy… because she was in a relationship few years back……anyways) She tried to sit up seeing me inside and asked….” How did that monster go in fully” she was kinda surprised. I want you out of the way for a little while. You can surprise them at it if all goes well.’ His smirk was bad enough for her to have some sympathy for her husband. Despite the possibility he was going to be getting into bed with that woman she thought it unfair he should be caught by his rival jeopardising that job he craved for. If she was used in the trap it would be diabolical. Sitting on the edge of the bed she wondered what was going on, had her husband been seduced by Margo? It was so.