I understood that he is feeling guilty of what he did last night. I didn’t say anything to him. Soon he started to behave normally. 3-4 days passed ...nd no one felt bad. After 3-4 days in night when i was in deep sleep i again felt his hands over my dick. Today he forwarded to one more step. He inserted his hand in my lower and hold my dick. I got an instant erection as his cold hands were holding my dick. Now he started shake me and started rubbing his cock in my ass over the lower. I got. "Well this evening's over. I better go call a taxi and get her home", I thought to myself.I asked at the bar if they could phone a taxi for me. The barman said there was no need to since there is always a taxi outside. I thanked him and as I turned around I was shocked to see a guy sitting in the booth next to my wife. He seemed to be whispering in her ear. The next thing really amazed me. My cock sprang to attention as I watched him slide his hand across her breasts. I didn't know what to do.. ”I squatted slightly, using her as I might a chamber pot or a rag, pee splashing across her face, neck and tits. The hiss of my pee, the sound of it splashing against her, and the warmth rising from her body were burned into my mind. The smell of my urine was strong, but in that moment it was the most wonderful smell. My stream finished. I bent, pulled her head up by her hair, and used her hair to wipe myself. I let her head down, turned, and walked away without a backward glance.As soon as I. “You literally have no filter,” I said and I felt as though I should be angry but the whole thing felt too goddamn surreal. “I didn’t sign up for this kinda talk.”“I just wanna know!” he groaned. “Come on, Ally!”“I’m not comfortable talking about it,” I sulked. “The past is in the past.”“It’s just talk,” Robbie coaxed, “Just words. We shouldn’t hide stuff from each other, should we?”He stepped languidly off the bed and stretched, walking towards me.“We shouldn’t hide stuff?” I asked..