‘I don’t give a shit,’ He said, his voice deep and commanding, ‘Now spread those legs. Don’t make me tell you again.’ She obliged. He swif...ly swiped his belt off of his pants and unbuttoned them, revealing his virile, erect cock standing at attention. She reached for it eagerly with both hands He grabbed her by both wrists and pinned them over her head. Using one hand, he ran his throbbing cock against her slit. She squirmed, wanting more, begging and pleading, ‘Please, don’t make me wait for. So she urgently needed some help from me. I guessed the need and went there. She was badly in need of me and it was a show down for the long absence. I somehow consoled her and we entered the subject. Immediately there was a call from her husband and had some talk about their personal matter. She enquired when he is expected and he said it may be an hour more.She told him their mixer grinder is off and she needed it immediately for some purpose. He again said it will take one more hour for him. You better be telling the truth”, I said. I walked out of the living room and down the hall where to the system room. The three large flat screens were off to which I turned them on individually.Accessing the date screen on the computer, I taped a few keys and checked the bracket dates of my trips. The data screen coincidentally indicated “deleted” for each trip, four in all during the last six months. I grimaced in anger and then went back to the living room. Lisa had gone upstairs.I went to. Like a psychedelic film, the projector was revealing every exciting moment of her lost weekend.She looked around the room for Greg. The couples on the pillows were undressing each other in the semi dark room. Janet could see that the couples she had been introduced to were not together. She looked to the screen to see Darlene and Greg, then back to the room, searching for her husband.All the people in the room were almost naked now and playing with each other. None of them had engaged in actual.