She was clearly upset. Her make-up was smudged by tears rolling down her face. “Amy? What happened to you?” She came closer to me. In her little...purple party dress she kicked off her heels and she sat on my bed and leaned her head on my chest. Mumbling into my chest “I love you Sarah. You’re the sweetest girl I know. I know you like me. You’re always going into a daydream when you look at me. And there was that one day.” I couldn’t believe she finally brought it up again. She looked up at me. “You... you enjoy the fantasy don’t you?” she asked him. “You enjoy the thought of another man fucking me, don’t you?” He nodded again. “There will be consequences, you know,” she told him. “You will have to live with the fact that you have let another man fuck me; things will never be the same again in our marriage.” “I... I know,” he told her. “It’s... it’s just something... “ Claire reached down and held his bulge. “It’s okay, I understand,” she told him. “How long... how long have you. Pulling my dick this way, and that way. Trying to switch hands, because the other was getting tired. It was getting to be unbearable. I know she wants to learn, but sometimes to quick. That's her downfall, and if anything, I'm the one who's gonna have to break her out of that. "Okay, okay. That's enough for now. We'll practice more on that later. She stood up shaking her arms."Whew!! that' made my arms sore." "You'll get use to it, and you'l get the hang of it too. Now what I want you to do is. On Tuesday I had heard a strange call from my wife and then I was sure that night she would fuck him, thinking I would go to play poker with my buddies. After dinner I told Anita I would be back late. I then went outside the front door; but soon came back and entered our house through the garage. I hid into my studio, knowing Ana would not go there. One hour later the doorbell sounded and Anita went to open.I stood quiet in my studio, giving them some time; but soon I got curious and decided to.