I decide I might as well do the lazy husband thing and get comfortable. I make my way up the stairs to shed my corporate shackles of bondage when the ...ost intriguing of sounds catches my ear.At first, I swear my ears are deceiving me. Those couldn’t be the whimpers of my wife. Don’t get me wrong, my wife's and my sex life wasn’t dried up yet. But I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t lost the spark. There are only so many ten-minute quickies you can have before you get bored. Hoping for the best and. Already the fire in her pussy was spreading. "Did you like seeing me with Khan?" Unnnnn, yeaaaaah," he moaned heatedly. The scent of her sweet-smelling perfume attacked his senses. "I almost creamed myself." He cupped a bare tit underneath her sweater and squeezed the few meat."Oooooo, George." She pressed his band harder against her tit. "How about the films of Felicia and me?" She was swirling in a cloud of passion. "Did you like them?" Shit, baby," he growled. He lifted her sweater, baring. Then she dated several of the other football players. However, none of those boys were exclusively dating Marci, and they still had other girlfriends. We still spent time together studying, and I sensed subtle changes in her demeanor. She seemed worldlier and very absorbed in her new social status of dating the popular boys.I started to suspect that Marci was having sex with all those boys and became concerned about how they were treating her. One day after school we were over at her house. At our reception, I end up dancing with person after person, from Skylar to Andy and my dad to some of Skylar’s family. Skylar finds me taking a break from the crowd by a set of chairs tucked in a hallway. I smile at him, happy to have a moment with just us, and I rest my head on his chest, breathing in his scent, which relaxes me. His arms hold me against him, gently rocking both of us. This isn’t how I ever pictured my life being, but now that I’m here, I know it’s exactly what I want. Skylar.