"Do me there" I moaned, "Just like we talked about"I turned and presented my barely clad bottom to him,"Oh Christ" he growled, "That's beautiful, just...fucking beautiful"Sinking to his knees he pressed his face between my cheeks and I felt his tongue lapping at me,"You taste like a dream" he said softly and pushed his tongue up into my tiny hole,"I fuck like a whore" I hissed, "Shove that monster up me, come on shag my ass hole"Roughly, he pushed me against the table and whipped my g-string to. She was still there, just stronger,and with a touch of scruff along her jawline. Her hands came up to wipethe mascara stained tears away from her eyes. She sniffled some more andthen put my face in her hands, her humongous palms."Hey," she said simply. I smiled back and moved my hands to hers.We stared into each other's eyes for a long time, just checking in witheach other. Then, I stood up and leaned all the way into her for a kiss.She pulled me in and then up onto her lap. We sat there. "Yeah. It's behind me I think." I answered her. I was in the middle of painting my toenails so I couldn't get it for her. She leaned over and was on her hands and knees looking for the polish, directly in front of me. I stared at her tits. She wasn't wearing a bra! I could feel a twinge down below that I didn't understand. I wasn't a lesbian. But Caitlin had this power over me. After a while of silence, I was getting bored. I could tell Caitlin was too. "Do you want to watch a movie or. He pulled into the garage and slammed the car door with a loud noise that resounded through the whole house.He walked into the kitchen and grumbled that he was home. There was no answer. A pair of soft hands reached around his face to cover his eyes.His wife purred into his ear, telling him that the kids were gone for the night, she had a bottle of chilled wine at the ready, and that she was going to make him forget all about his awful day.He smiled and felt himself start to relax as her sexy.