My lover, you know what I don’t do, also what I do do. You saw me go back inside the house, and I did a few new things. I am sure you did as well. L...t’s compare notes later. To start with I sat on the sofa. I had rock hard cocks in both hands. I tossed them off as I do you, and their cum shot all over me. Sorry, did I not say they stripped me naked, and caressed, sucked and licked me as I gave them that release? Steve was one of the two, another of your ex school mates. He recovered. I then allowed him to jerk off but only after he had made me cum with his mouth still on my pussy. I also made him buy me a large black dildo to fuck myself with when I was sexually frustrated. In truth I did miss my husband's cock but I couldn't let him know that!We also started watching porn, something I had rarely done before and it was always of tiny women like me (I am 5'1" and asian) being fucked by well endowed white or black guys. (My husband is white).During this early time I let him. Shaam ko meri ankh khuli tu dekha bhabi mera computer use kar raheen hain mian aram say utha aur unkay pas ja kar khara ho gaya unhoon nay smile kiya aur compter use karnay lag gayeen main ukay pass baith gaya aur kehnay laga ” bhabi yeh aik ohat abri duniya hay ap is bareDuniya main kahan hain ” woh boleen ” teri banaye howie duniya dekh rahe hoon ” main nay kaha ” phir tu ap kho he jain ge ” tu woh boli ” is duniya mian mainay bhe bohat ghuma hay tu tension nah lay ” main samajh gaya keh. For the next few weeks, things were indeed different. The hero of the hour found herself giving speeches to one civic group after another. There was even some talk of having her join the actual Police Force itself. Abby was overjoyed as her dream seemed within her grasp.Then the winds of interest changed once more and all such talk faded away. The requests for speeches stopped, as did the instances she was asked her opinion. The following week, less than two months since the bank robbery, Abby.