He loves his little wife with innocent trust. He is proud of how bubbly and sexy she is.He is happy.He never even asks himself why Christmas is so ear...y each year. And so often. His sweet wife keeps bringing all those adventurous new love games into his bedroom, and he has no clue. He just accepts them gratefully.He should. They are given with all my heart.You know who would be hurt the most if he found out? George. He'd have to divorce me. He doesn't want that. He loves me and I love him. But. Sue had turned to him, not me, in her moment of need.It wasn’t sex or some erotic act. It was emotional unfaithfulness, and it hurt a thousand times more than the simple physical act.But like the addict, I was, whatever the pain, I couldn’t tear myself away.“Sue, you may not want to hear it, but you might want to think about cutting Pete some slack. I’ve seen it before. His addiction’s so strong, maybe even out of control. That’s why he did what he did. I’ve seen it with other guys. Their. You move slightly off me, and begin to unzip my jeans, sliding your hand inside them. I close my eyes as I feel your fingers pushing inside my panties. ‘Ooooh, Babe, you’re so wet,’ you say as your fingers feel my incredible wetness. Pushing your hand further inside my jeans and panties, your middle finger slowly makes its way between my smooth folds and into my warm wet pussy. You tease me for a few seconds then pull your finger out of me. I moan quietly in frustration, but quickly change my. I dived face down on the bed hiding my slicked cock as Jennifer came into the room. She was asking why we were all flushed and we made up some shit about sport, all the while my dick is still hard and I can't move! Jennifer had a nice ass I'll admit and good big tits but she was a first class bitch, so I had no interest in fucking her I just wanted her leave. I said Sean and I were going out to kick a ball around and she left the room. I jumped up pushed my cock away and grabed Sean's hand. .