My periods of doubt were frequent but brief, and interspersed with periods of absolute certainty. In two weeks she had broken the lease on her apartme...t and moved in. Her crackle-painted Louis XV chairs harmonized strangely with my sleek black Italian leather sofa. Her wardrobe astounded me. There were half a dozen duffel bags full of shoes and a small mountain of stylish, designer clothes in the middle of the living room. We'd spent the whole weekend moving her in. It was Sunday night. We'd. "I don't work for the paper, Clarke." Then how come you were at the staff Christmas Party?" To meet you, of course. Now, you ask too many questions. Be satisfied with the present, Clarke, until something better comes along. Just leave the future to me."What was that supposed to mean? Leave the future to her? I thought it better to let the subject drop. "What could possibly be better than this?" I asked, cuddling in to her once more."You are so sweet, do you know that, Clarke? But fate has. He took a moment, taking in the view of my wife passed out, u*********s on the bed. She lied there naked, exposed and completely vulnerable to this man who was about to take advantage of her, by pleasuring himself at her expense. I didn’t know what to do because I could not stop him, I was mortified yet incredibly aroused at what was about to happen. Straddling my wife, the man grabbed underneath her thighs and spread her legs even further revealing her exposed honey pot. He grabbed his cock. As Janet was oblivious to the others gathering in the room, Ron had noticed that his horny gorgeous wife had already paired off and was deep in the process of getting her first hot fuck while he was greeting and seeing that the members of the Group were welcomed and gathered for their evening of hot sex to begin. Ron stood there watching Janet riding Philip's cock and he felt his own cock growing hard in his pants. He wasn't surprised that Janet had singled out Philip first off because he'd.