'Carol paused and looked at her friend. Alice gazed at her, eyes wide. Her friend gave a great stretch then bent to brush some crumbs from her lap'Wel... tell me. What happened next? What did he do then?' Alice gasped.'And then he fucked me, of course', Carol said in a matter-of-fact tone. 'Just there on the rug. And I liked it. Very much. And he's been fucking me every Wednesday since the third of March.'Chapter 2Alice lay in bed. The radio alarm showed 2 a.m... She couldn't sleep. Morris's. Since the first incident between his friend and his wife only three nights ago, John and Deborah had seemed to be living their lives in a constant state of arousal. ‘I have had a good eight hours sl**p. Just maybe my body has replenished its cum supply. I certainly hope so!’ Her fingers formed an ‘o’, continuing to trace up and down his erect shaft. ‘So do I, John!’ With that, she lifted her head and brought it forward, her moist lips parting and her tongue laving over his cock head in a wet. "No!" screamed out Jessica.I raced out of my spot and pushed through the clothes to look at our prey. Greg did the same thing."What are you going to do?" Jessica asked, looking at each of us."What do you think?" I replied. I stroked my cock."No, please. I'm sorry. If you let me go, I'll be nice to you from now on and I'll forget this ever happened."Greg said, "If we let you go, you'll just go back to being yourself." And we don't want you to forget what's about to happen," I said."You brought. It was a Thursday, and she dreaded Saturday, or for that matter, the next two nights. What excuse would she have for his absence tonight and Friday and then finally, the weekend. She thought about telling the children the truth, but they were so young and innocent. They would never understand; especially Andrea. There had to be something she could say ... there had to be.As Andrea and Scott left for school, Jeanette picked up the phone and called The Wagon Wheel. There was no answer at this.