She could hear him ruffle and movearound the room. Was he going through her stuff? Looking for money? In her bedroom? But then,his weight was upon her... all over again. She let out a small, startled scream. ?I thoughtI told you to keep your voice down, whore!!! Are you trying to piss me off orare you just that stupid?? There was asudden explosion of white light in front of her eyes. He slapped her again, butthis time around the slap was followed by another. Andanother, each one harder than the. I did not bust in on them, but I was hurt, angry, and jealous all at the same time as Rick, my husband, was fucking Beth with much more enthusiasm than he had fucked me in many, many years. Beth being seven years my senior (I was 34 at the time and Beth was 41 remember) had a body that put mine to shame. She is a petite woman around 5’1”, all of about 105 lbs, with a rock hard body that carried perfect, firm, B sized tits that Rick was holding on to as he fucked her like mad man from the back.. . . and it seemed to work,” she said.“Seemed to work . . . for all three of us, honey. Guys love it when girls talk that way. I’m actually delighted for you doing it . . . and look forward to helping you out when you FaceTime him back.”“How about if we take a quick shower together and figure out what happens next?” she suggested. She knew she had just gotten out of a previous shower, but this one truly showed much more promise. “I would love it . . . but I don’t want you to do anything you. The soft, black fabric subtly outlined the perky contour of her bra-less tits.“Damn, I think I might have to cancel tonight. Stay home and rip your clothes off!” Charlie said, as he took her into his arms. She smelled great. It was a fruity fragrance he’d given her on her last birthday.“Uh uh, down boy, that’ll have to wait till we get back. I’m too curious about what you have in store for us,” she said.“I don’t know exactly what is in store for us, but I don’t think we’ll be disappointed,” he.