‘You’re making this up so I stop hassling you aren’t you dear?’ ‘No, I have someone and no you don’t know him.’ Belinda felt her annoyan...e returning. ‘Bullshit. I don’t believe you.’ They stared at each other until Belinda felt her willpower weaken. ‘Fuck it Jules, it’s Tony.’ Julia’s mouth dropped open in disbelief. Belinda couldn’t help but laugh at her friend’s expression. ‘Tony, from work?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘So I do know him?’ ‘Yes, obviously.’ ‘I didn’t think you were the type Belle.’ Julia’s tone. The conversation with the chap on-line, became steadily more vivid, she was excited, enjoying his suggestions and having a few fantasies of her own, fingering herself when they chatted, which she enjoyed, knowing he was turned on big time. They exchanged some confidences, exchanged pictures, he was not a fantasy Hollywood type star type, but rugged and attractive in a hairy chested sort of way and named Jack. Things slowly evolved, as things do, her fantasies became more and more vivid, as. "Hi, I'm Bill Adams." He just stared at me for a minute. Then after looking around like ascared a****l he whispered in a girlish voice. "Get out of here. Do itnow. Before it's too late!" He turned away and went back to work. I wanted to talk more, but Sylviacame out and was observing us closely. ****** As I served drinks I noticed all the men staring at my chest. It wasreally embarrassing. My nipples were clearly outlined as they strainedagainst the stretchy fabric. I hadn't. "Andy says hi. I think that I might have been naughty". With a photo of Andy smiling.Mary walks in the door at 10:15 and I can tell that her hair is messed up and her blouse is buttoned up crooked. I can also smell alcohol and sex. I am so fuckin horny by then, that I lay down on the bed and my wife stands up above my head so I can see up her skirt. I ask, "where are your panties"? She sits on my face as she tells me, "Andy has them".Well, I just about came right there. The smell that I am.