He unzips his jeans and pulls out his cock and starts face fucking his wife I start fucking her again. Still trying to figure this situation out. I he...r him say "be a man and fuck her. Harder. Pound her fucking pussy like a man. Don't be a timid boy".This guy was giving me permission to pound his wife. That was all I needed and I started plowing her. I had no mercy this time. This crazy bitch had put me through the ringer for her pussy now, and I was going to destroy it. I ducked her hard. Turning, I saw Brian standingthere, a stupid grin on his face, but I let him lead the way, and I dancedwith another boy for the first time ever. The party lasted about threehours, then everyone went home, leaving me all alone with my parents. I hadnever had such a nice time, and as I sat in the chair, I was smiling."I think Emily has discovered she likes being a girl." I think you're right. Did you see the way Brian was watching her? He madethat boy Stan look like a wall flower!" He was just. Everyone was there with their partners, all dressed up in their finery.As it was a treat for us, we decided to make a weekend of it and booked a room in the hotel, as a sort of second honeymoon. I’d packed my filthiest lingerie hoping to rekindle the spark of lust in my husband.We dressed and went down to dinner with the rest of the guests. My Husband was wearing a Black Dinner suit, white frilled shirt and black bow tie.I desperately wanted to be a trophy wife that weekend to be shown off as a. The snow had stopped not long after we had arrived at the hospital and now there were snow plows everywhere. We were back at the airport in an hour.We went to Morton Field because that is where the biggest challenges were. There was a 200 million dollar C17 in front of terminal, Lorrie and I both wanted to know why.I was not concerned about the F16s after thinking about them. The key was that they went directly into the agency hangar. They had either been somewhere special or being outfitted to.