I caught my husband in bed with my best friend."I looked at her. "He was crazy." Thank you, I know it doesn't make you feel any better, But I do share...your feelings." Oh yes it does, it shows I am not the only stupid fool in the world. Actually, I guess there are vast legions of us.Sex is a very powerful drive. I guess the shrinks would say it was our fault because we didn't satisfy their needs. I sure tried, I thought I gave her everything she wanted. All she had to do was ask if I didn't know. “Yes, it was a dress and I believe it really was blue but dark blue, darker than navy, almost black. There was a white pattern, like little squares and it had white buttons all the way down the front. I know you’re going to ask what size the buttons were, they were big, about one inch in diameter. Oh, the material was silky but not silk. What did I miss?” ‘Nothing,’ I thought. I had missed nothing about the dress because I knew it like one of my shirts. She wore it that often. She wore it. Mistress attaches the slave's collar to the bar, making sure the girl cannot go anywhere. She then unhooks Ashley's collar, finally allowing Ashley to stand up straight. Her back cracks and its muscles strain as she becomes upright. The plug buried deeply in her little, pink hole causes her ass and belly to throb. Everything inside her feels so incredibly tight. Her moist ring swells, pumping tingles of heroin-like pleasure into her cunt. The euphoric sensation is tainted by the painful aches,. That seemed about right for my neighbour. The build was similar, a slightly powerful edge to it. The hair, as short as Joe’s had ever been but slightly greying at the temples. I wasn’t sure but I knew that at the first opportunity I would look into my neighbour’s eyes because I had never forgotten Joe’s eyes. The scent was teasing my nostrils as the speaker droned on, and once again I found myself being carried back to Greece . I was twenty-two and on an end of college holiday with my best.