He walked past me and on entering the house asked where my horny little wife was. I explained to him that she was upstairs, in our room. Without sayin... anything he went up the stairs and went to the room in question. My wife had not changed position, her eyes still half closed.- So little bitch, you were waiting for my big cock, right? Are you dying to get fucked? You will have to be patient, but you will have your dose of sperm for several months, don’t worry ... For the moment we are going to. The next boy wasted no time. He groped my tits with one hand, and fingered my pussy with the other. “This whore is wet boys! She’s loving this.” He jeered Impossible, I couldn’t be. I was in hell. Oh no.. I felt my cum drip down my leg. How the fuck could I be enjoying this? There was no way. The next boy came up and discarded of the string bikini to the ground, now leaving me completely naked. He started fingering me with two fingers. I let out a moan. The class cheered as the mocked my moan.. I would go to work every morning, and you would stayhome and do all the housework. You would cook our meals, do the dishes,clean the house, shop for food, run errands, do the laundry and ironingand any other chores that need doing."The good news is, you wouldn't have to wear a uniform anymore! Althoughthe one you're wearing is delectable. As my housewife, you would wearpretty day dresses, housewife's dresses over rustling petticoats, withvintage foundation garments and stockings and heels, and. You never gave him a key but loved that he knew not to knock. You could hear his big footsteps. He was so much bigger than any man you’d ever been with. He was strange and exciting and different.He drops his keys on the table and you wait for him to come down the hallway into your room. Your robe is half open, but you think better and close it up. He goes to the kitchen and just waits. Then you listen to hear his stomping foot. He sounds like such a giant.He’s going to want to do it. You can.