I was feeling Michelle’s orgasm, so that as she went through it, so did I. Her body relaxed, a sense relief eased over me. During that moment in tim..., we truly became one. I looked over Michelle’s shoulder staring at Mike in utter amazement of what had just taken place. Michelle paused, gazing at Mike. He reached up placing his finger to Michelle’s lips and slid it ever so gently into her mouth. She accepted it. I watched as Michelle sucked his finger like a dick, cleaning her own juices from. “Joe’s got a German Shep,” he said, “that his wife doesn’t know likes fucking lovely ladies like you. Benny thought it would be nice if you met with him to further your education.”“My education?”“Yea,” said Benny, “The dog, Dean, has a small knot. Perfect for your ass.”“My ass!”Damn. My puss immediately started to twitch. I said nothing, but the further we drove on I started to re-examine myself.What had I become in the last few hours? I was a slut. I have been a slut for years. An unfaithful. This helped me with one of my first positive sexual encounters. One Sunday morning, I went off to help old man Tucker because it had been raining during the summer, and I was off for summer break. Granny took everyone (but me) to church as usual (I think she had a crush on Father Stidham!) and I came home to an empty house at about noon. That was one of the cool things about working with old man Tucker. We started with the rising of the sun, and got done early. The old farmhouse we lived. The customers began to arrive. I had Becca greet them at the door. Her bubbly laughs echoed as she ushered the couples into the living room. The husbands all had big grins on their faces and their wives burned with envy. They had all heard the boasts we made. Each woman looked at Alice and the other bimbos, imagining themselves looking hot and attractive. The women were not all ugly. A few were even cute, but they all had issues with their weight the hadnt been able to solve. While most were.