And she was mourning the loss of a lousy sexless ten year marriage. At 34, nonetheless, and with no kids to show for it, either. ‘I guess it’s go...d-bye then,’ Matt had put a hand on her shoulder, just before getting into the car with a smug smile. ‘Yes,’ she had replied, praying to God she would not cry in front of him. At least not until his car was out of sight. What she wanted to say, was: ‘Please don’t go, Matt. I beg of you.’ But, those words never came out of her mouth, and she wouldn’t. ..I folded them and placed them at the bottom of the pile in her drawer. I undressed and placed everything back as best as I could remember.Later that evening she came back to the house and she looked exhausted, I don't know if she wasn't thinking but she just pulled her uniform and the poppers all opened and it was discarded on the floor, then she took the slip off. She was standing, white lace bra and mayching panties, white suspender belt and black stockings, she stretched and placed her. "I just want us to talk this whole 'us' thing out. Whatever it takes to help." You say you know me, so you know where I came from, my fam!ly life, and the fact that I don't have a lot going for me." Rather than her voice raising toward a blow-up, she was remaining surprisingly calm, and low, avoiding looking at him. "Some fucking how, I got one of the best people around to be my best friend, and she made me feel like I was important… and then you showed up with your stupid face and we became a. I got up from between her legs and laid back on the bed, my wife got up over me and started licking the fresh cum off of my face that I had missed. We french kissed and swapped some cum back and forth from my mouth to hers, and then we hugged up to each other and fell a sleep.Bi-Sexual Cuckold Pt 2We awoke the next morning to someone knocking on the door. My wife got out of bed and went to the door to see who was knocking. I heard her talking to someone, and then she walked back into the room..