" I was shocked. Alan knew I was Kelly's boyfriend. She had planned this whole thing. As I turned to face her I saw her wicked grin. "I wanted to show...you what it felt like to be a woman so you could learn to please a man, because you'll sure never please a woman with that pathetic little pecker of yours." As she and Alan laughed about my cock, I started to say something to Kelly but Alan quickly cut me off. "I'm just getting started with you, Bitch." He then sunk the entire head of his cock. I didn't bother with a bra, although I rarely go bra less, with D cup tits like mine it's best to keep them supported, but today I felt the underwired cups were bound to get really sweaty and the straps would be cutting in to my shoulders. I ran a brush a brush through my hair and applied a little make-up.Having slipped on a pair of open-toed sandals, I grabbed some cheese biscuits, some fruit and a bottle of water from the fridge. I checked my self in the mirror by the front door, and I had to. I told her that my wife would be expecting me at a reasonable time after such an event or she would be very suspicious and give me a hard time. She seemed to ignore this too and as party time approached I grew more and more concerned about how she might behave if I was turning her down in front of colleagues who knew nothing of our affair.At the party I was acting as the convivial host, making sure there were full glasses, making polite conversation, acting as a "no work talk" policeman and. I kept eating her as she pleaded with me to stop. ‘Please I can’t take it anymore.’ But I ignored her requests. After her fourth orgasm, I knew that she was ready for me to fuck her. I helped her to the center of the bed and then I placed my number ten at her lips. Teasing her a bit, making sure my dick was lubed up with her juices. Then I slowly entered her. ‘Oh my god! You’re too big for me!’ I eased in her a little further and then pulled out. I repeated this a few times and then I just.