But her words failed her, and all she succeeded in doing was blinking her eyes rapidly, causing a fresh dollop of tear to roll down her pink cheek. Re...ching out to wipe the tear from her cheek, I said to her gently “A while back you said no ... that I don’t misunderstand you ... now I’m begging you ... So that you don’t misunderstand me ... this ... take it as a help from a friend...” Clearing my throat, I continued “And ... from now on ... until your husband’s business is in good shape, you. The phone was passed and turned back onto my wife as the white man went up to her got on my side of the bed and began kissing her and playing with her hairy pussy one of the black mens cock came into view and my wife started to wank him as she kept making out with the white lad. She was groaning enjoying every second of it as the black man holding the phone moved it to a view of his massive cock as he moved it forward to my wife's hairy fanny " Right you fat fuck slut lets get going. What are. It hadn't happened so I don't really know how I would feel if it happened but I was willing to find out.A few drinks later, I was talking to several of the guys that worked for me when I saw John across the room standing, talking to my wife with another couple. The female in that other couple was John's lovely executive assistant, a really sharp lady named Jean and her assistant. Jean was sharp in looks and sharp in capabilities. And of course I had fantasied about fucking Jean too.My thoughts. Since school was out, Steph got a job at the same restaurant I worked at during the same shift so we could drive together. She worked in the front of the house and I was in the kitchen. This was really good, becuase of our schedule we were usually home alone after we got up until we went to work.She never got tired of the peeing thing. Every morning it was pretty much the same thing. She'd come in to wake me and follow me to the bathroom. We'd get into the shower and she'd start to pee on.