I looked under the furniture to see if my mug had rolled under the sofa or chairs. I didn’t find my mug but did find the straps portion for a strap-...n dildo, along with a nearly empty bottle of sex lube. I was then very sure that the girls had done some kinky stuff. Finally, despite walking around with a raging boner, I found my mug under the seat of my car.One evening very soon after that while in bed with Jennifer at her place, she said wanted to put a dildo in my ass. I responded, “What? No. Next day My wife called my friend and asked him to come to our home for some personal talks. My friend immediately agreed, thinking that its a good chance to try my wife. At around 11 am he come to our home. I hide in our bedroom. My wife bring him to the hall. After serving him coffee, and some mutual family enquirers, my wife come to the point. My wife asked the money back. He said some excuses and reasons and said it will take some more time to return it. My wife said we wanted it within two. " All of your friends?" Maybe not all," Tina answered. "But the ones I might be able to talk to have left Arizona and we don't speak very often anymore." You can talk about it with me," I replied.Tina sighed."Some things, Joe. And that's really important to me. That we can talk about the sex, particularly if we're going to be doing more. But there are some things I can't talk with you about." Like what?" I asked."Like ... what I should expect when it's your cock instead of your fingers inside. Olive continued. ‘Romantic and sad at the same time. She’s always been the one to help others deal with their ills. Now it looks like she’s the one with the problems.’ ‘Or maybe if you people took the time to really look, you’d see that the illness goes beyond a husband problem and that we should be doing something about it.’ The rough, baritone voice cut through the softer conversation that had been transpiring. We all, including Mas. Terrence, looked about to see who had intruded so cuttingly.