She shushed me. "You don't have to fuck me if you don't want to. Just...if you need to..." When does that end?" I said. "When we're married? When we'r... living across the country from each other?" Never," she whispered into my ear. "It'll be our secret. And it won't be cheating. Is it cheating when you hug me?" No," I said."When you kiss me?" Where?" This is just how we are," she said. "I don't think that's how it normally goes," I said, halfway to sleep."Will your wife ever fuck you like I. That’s very good news for them as well. Yes, I know that I’m losing my power over her, but I don’t care. I’m happy for her. She’s a great woman and will make a splendid officer in the Civil Service for sure,” I grinned at the news about Margret’s new promotion.“Oh, I knew that it was true love! You love your concubines, all of them already, I can just tell, but you are IN LOVE with Margret. Do not even attempt to convince me otherwise. I can see that she loves you back as strongly and I can see. The first date had been the crazy one at the concert when she had lost touch with reality for almost six hours. The second and last date was at the movie when Sid spent the whole show with his hand up her skirt rooting around in her pussy. Sure, it felt good at the time, but two hours is a long time waiting for an orgasm that never arrived.She was the last one to be called. The other two girls had only spent about ten minutes each in the interview room, so Allison figured they were both. He imagined what her slim, girlish body – in contrast to his wife’s lush, full form – would look like unclothed. How did she act when she was making love? What would fucking her feel like? As he fantasized, his cock began to swell and grow hard again. Meanwhile, Lynette had her nightgown pulled up and was caressing her naked belly and legs, her body moving with building passion. Her hands slid between her thighs and she began exploring her own vagina. ‘Mmmm!’ a soft moan escaped from her lips,.