One: he himself was too attracted to her. Two: she was far too hysterical a type. Three: she would form an attachment to him that might take years to ...reak, whereas if she were to have an affair with someone else, he could help her through its beginning, middle, and end."Are you listening to me?" Helen demanded."Of course I'm listening. But I see that time's up for today," Stan said, smiling and standing up."Next time I see you, I'll no longer be a virgin!" Helen said, her eyes still betraying. Then, both of us fell on the bed, tired.Neha: Someone got very excited and wild today.Me: It’s all because of my amazing wife.Neha: Just don’t forget your wife after you give a massage to my mom. I am pretty sure, even now, you must have been imagining her when you were fucking me.Me: No, baby.Neha: Don’t lie, you pervert. I have got to know you very well in the last year. Just don’t do any crazy stuff while giving a massage tomorrow.Me: Ok, baby. I won’t. But I don’t know how to give a. The older guys bragged about fucking him, but I highly doubt those stories were true because he has a ring on his finger, and a picture of his daughters.Anyway, I've wanted to see what it would be like to get fucked by him ever since I saw his long, uncut cock as he was getting into the coaches shower. It looked like it was around 6 inches soft, so I started drooling immediately.I looked over at Kevin and I could tell he was avoiding his gaze. I could also see his hard-on through his jeans. . I had become a lot more relaxed and accepting of inviting the group of graduate students from the local university into our apartment for an evening of what was basically sex with my wife. Usually there were four or five of them, and we all got along fine. While I played the role of host, I was more of a spectator than participant, not really being involved in the activities. Maryanne was in charge of that.As usual, over the next hour or so, Maryanne had stripped for our five guests and taken.