Husband: Hello..?Me: Yeah, it’s me Anuj. Something came up in the office I won’t be able to make it to the dinner. I hope you haven’t started to...prepare for it or anything.Him: Are you sure you can’t come? I have already done most of the preparations. My wife is quite eager to meet you.That caught me off guard. Never once had he ever mentioned his wife to me and now to say that his wife was eager to meet me completely dumbfounded me. It was as if he was deliberately trying to persuade me to. I didn't try and fool myself into thinking it wasn't, and yet, in spite of the fact that we were no longer married, I would have gladly gone back to her...even if she kept fucking Duane, or whoever else she might have fucked besides him; but she'd made it perfectly clear that there was absolutely no way that she wanted back together with me! Nevertheless, I carried a torch for her for a long time; and I began to find that the thought of her fucking that young black guy---excited me, sexually!I. One evening, Khalid came home after work. Like he always did, Khalid took off his clothes and sat down naked on the sofa. I followed my routine – I slipped into the short mini-skirt that Khalid and Susan made me wear every day, made some tea and walked into the living room with a tray. Susan too walked in wearing just her pink satin panties and sat on Sazid’s lap – her boobs hanging out inviting to be sucked. “Only an useless cuck like you can offer such a hottie to his driver, Venkat.”, Khalid. Soon, Karen was satisfied with the degree of penetration, and she began to pump in and out of me, slowly at first but soon working herself into a jackhammer frenzy. Within minutes, I felt wave upon wave crashing through my body as I shuddered to a powerful orgasm. Karen slowed her pumping, and soon was sliding the strap-on in and out at a tantalizingly slow pace. To my surprise, she buried it all the way into me, and unstrapped herself from it. Nancy came forward, strapped herself into it, and.