He was just a sensitive and decent man, I guess, just like Steve, and well, you know about my attitude towards decent men.So Roger had put a cufflink ...n our bedroom? Why, I wondered. Moreland must have read the question on my face. He chuckled and pulled me onto his lap."You see, little cunt," he said, pushing his hand under my skirt, where the heat of his skin invaded mine, "Roger never forgave you for pushing him aside and choosing Steve over him. But being the wimp he is, he couldn't just. I, on the other hand, had been covered. I mopped the liquids from my cock, balls, under my bottom and just about everywhere else on my lower body. I finally got to the stage where I could stand and pull on my pants and trousers. Fortunately, the droplets that made it to the floor had little effect on my garments. The lower edges of my shirt were wet but at least they would be covered when they were tucked in.Debbie giggled through all of this.I then proceeded to clean around the toilet and. ..porn. Perfect! Hubby was behind the bar making drinks. All he was wearing was a pair of boxer-briefs. We sat at the bar for a bit and had a few drinks to loosen up. We made small chit chat about the weather, sports, and of course sex. After a bit the wife disappeared upstairs for a minute. When she came back downstairs she had some towels, a vibrator, massage oils, and some candles. Hubby brought out a mattress from the spare bed room and put it on the floor in front of the electric. Anytime. He wouldn't have a problem with that. He really wants this to work, Cully." I'll look forward to your calls, Girl."I wasn't going to go there, but, went nonetheless. I had the restraint of an olive: "Have you done anything yet?" Cully, my goodness, I haven't been in the same room with the man for more than 5 minutes before he left to get food. Oh, and some panties for me. Remember, I threw mine out?" I thought I heard her giggle, but, I could have been imagining that. My mind was in a.