I wanted the same excitement I had the other night, just the thought of it was arousing all of my sense, so intensely that I was blinded by them. Thi... time we ran out of booze, we were all starting to heading out of my friend’s Oscar (neighbor) house. As we stood in the driveway, I had an idea. I told Oscar to wait a sec and I would bring more pics of her. When I went into the house I saw Mary (and an empty bottle of wine), sitting on the couch watching porn. I kept quiet as she watched porn. “There’ll be plenty more to clean before the night is over!” I smiled holding my pussylips open.My husband smiled a weak smile and eased toward my opened pussy. I was revelling in my exhibitionism, enthralled by the new power I was controlling my husband with. I was unaware of the sexual thrill in humiliating ones spouse sexually.“Tongue my pussy and get it primed for more cock!” I sighed “This cheating slut needs big cocks now!”Hubby’s eyes rolled as a deep groan of delight emanated from his. From the dentist's we went to the 'cafeteria' for another fake meat meal. The label on the plate said 'Salisbury Steak' and Sonja raved about the subtilely nuanced sauce with its hint of Burgundy. Trust me, it was shoe sole in nasty brown gravy. The only thing nice about the meal was the company, as Sarah Hunnicutt joined us again.I found out Sarah was not there just for my wonderful company, when they led me straight back to Mediscan Unit Seven. I balked, dug in my heels and refused to enter. Hey, we got a crapload of singers from LES MISÉRABLES! We could do any of a number of songs from it, couldn’t we?”“Sure could,” I said.“You owe him a dollar,” Isabel said to her brother.“What?”“You cursed,” she insisted, “That’s only during rehearsals ... isn’t it?” Peter said.“You owe him a dollar,” Katherine said to him.“OK,” he said. “Can I pay you after we get out of the spa, Michael?”“Fine with me.”“Why didn’t Brian and Janice join us?” Isabel wondered.I whispered in her ear, to her.