My. God. Suddenly I remembered what hadhappened to it, too, and the only saving grace, as my face turned cranberry color, was that he and Margie barel... knew one another at the time. Whereas he and I had been study hall buddies back in High School, and still occasionally came across one another in town. Literally, as it turned out. Barely legal, but dressed to impress. I was working my way through myfreshman year at college, shut up in a downtown insurance brokers, mindlessly typing my way. My wife then gave me the look that signaled I could leave, so I headed to the lobby. Just before closing the door behind me, however, I caught a glimpse of my wife pulling his cock out of his pants and tracing her tongue around the tip. I waited in the lobby, playing games on my phone and reading the news, for the next hour or so. When I saw my wife come off the elevator, she looked like she had been fucked hard. Her hair was messy and she was walking slower than usual, but the look on her face. Her nipples were as hard as rocks and her pussy was already leaking her wetness. “Please do me now!” She was almost crying. I knew it wouldn’t take much at this point to send her over but I wanted her to know who was in control of it. I wanted her totally dependent on me for her sexual satisfaction. I didn’t know at the time why it was so important to me, but I knew how important it was to her. I took my finger and dunked it in the water glass. In one swift move I pushed the one finger into. Well there it is”The tramp was laughing and he stepped backwards as he stuffed his shrinking cock back in his dirty trousers.”Tha’ was a goodun Katie...Ah fuckin’ enjoyed that ya cunt.Have ye swallyed?”Katie laughed and pointed at Tracy’s face covered in great gobbets of his cum. Tracy felt that some other tension had replaced the sexual kind and was still and waiting to see what would happen next.“Charlie won’t wanna be eating ma spunky dunky darrlin’” said the man.“I don’t mind” said a voice.