A few seconds later I felt the almost burning itch and discomfort strike me again. I writhed and then I felt the insane rush or euphoria making my pus...y very wet.Then slowly the pain seemed to ease and I began to realize what was going on. As I moved about during my previous bites, My legs slowly parted more and more, and then my lips had also parted as I became more aroused by the bites.I dared to look down between my legs and my suspicions were confirmed. I could see the offending mosquito. I fuck men for money. But I was always a bit picky about kissing guys full-on and I never took it up the ass. But these new girls! Wave a bit of red money [she meant fifty-pound notes] in front of those pretty faces and those big blue eyes would pop out on stalks and they’d tickle the guy’s tonsils with their tongues and take his cock up their behind and do it all for half of what I’d been used to getting just for a fuck.’ I tried to tut disapprovingly. ‘I suppose I can’t blame them, really,’. I bring back the beers and deliver one to my husband, Tom, my son, Mitch, and my son’s new girlfriend, Alicia. I had become accustomed to serving my husband. I had been doing that now for almost twenty years. Somewhere along the way, I should have known better. I had even asked my Mom for advice and she told me I should do whatever makes my husband happy. So I learned to accept the position that my husband put me in. A position of servitude to him, and total sexual submissiveness. I was a. Fast forward 24 years and by now we had 3 k**s, a house in the suburbs and almost no sex. I don’t blame my wife for this as she has a debilitating disease which makes her lose interest and frankly she is not very sexy anymore and has great difficulty. I discussed having a “friend with benefits” on many occasions with her but she always found the topic too disturbing. So I decided to never discuss it with her again. Now it is important to realize that I have always enjoyed the company of.