Wednesday it was. Kemp gets home and tells me he has some news. When he told me Pooch was back, well I screamed the house down, I think the next door ...eighbours must have thought I was being murdered", she chuckled. "I was bloody embarrassed when those two uniforms knocked on the door." Anyway, after they had buggered off Kemp tells me that Pooch needs help and starts to tell me about your little problem when there's another knock at the door, It's Podge, Dinger had brought him a letter, from. ” Her grin was crafty.“What game is it?”“Its called,” Amber looked me directly in the eye`s straight faced, “Fuck Barbie with the beer bottle.” She laughed, “Barbie always used to ask.” She said innocently.“And Ken always obliged?”“Yes.” She lowered her gaze, a little in shame i think, “But he had a certain way of doing it.”“Which is?” i was so turned on at this point. “Well,” Amber passed me the bottle. “Ken always dressed her up a little, handcuffed her and then gave her a touch of his belt. I have a piece of land we could use and that seemed ideal, except that was longer for us both. Then I realized that with my wife working 5 days a week, we actually had my place available. I mentioned it and we considered the plusses and minuses. If she came home at worst, all we had to do was zip up. She'd never suspect sex between us in a million years. Besides she never comes home early; usually late if anything.After discussing all this for months, one Friday he PM'd me and said he was free. I turn around to face him, he places his hands on my waist and pulls me towards him for a kiss. As we kiss, someone takes me by the arm and pulls me towards the bed. I notice it’s the blond as he pulls me on top of him. He runs his hands up and down my sides while we kiss. I sit up on top of him and reach back to feel his cock. “That’s a really nice cock” I tell him while rolling it around in my hand. He smiles, and says “It feels better when its wet.” We both laugh and watch each other. After.