My weak little husband did not seem to care. I was fucking Bill more than I was making love with my husband and sure liking it more. Then a crushing...thing happened. Bill was transferred to another office almost on the other side of the country. That was the end of my weekly trips to delight in Bill's heavenly fucks.I went without Bill for about a month but was going out of my mind not having someone who could fuck me the way I had learned to love it. I started going to bars in the rougher. I was speechless and horrified when Paul opened his zipper and took out his erect cock. Not two feet from my face was a complete stranger wrapping my wifes panties around his cock and jerking off. To make matters even worse, his cock of course was twice as big as mine. After a minute or so of this and seeing my wife naked on the bed with Nick, his face buried between her legs I lost it. I pulled my cock out of my shorts and started stroking too. Before too long Paul and I both shot our loads. Mine’s a gin and bitter lemon, since you asked!”I grinned back at her.“I’d better get down to the bank tomorrow morning and get some cash then!”“That might not be a bad idea!”Actually, a round of drinks for my colleagues wasn’t going to be too painful. The firm picked up all the fixed costs of the social club, so the drinks price was pretty much the wholesale cost plus a small mark-up to pay the wages and run a slush fund for things like disco hire for dance nights. It would have cost me much. Questions were racing through my mind. "What is he like? Does he look like his picture?" But I didn't let it stop me from sleeping. The day approached quickly. We began texting as we do as soon as the first persons eyes opened. He sent the final text that he would call when he was close. I lay in bed for another 45 minutes before I began to get ready. I got up picked out the perfect outfit and got in the shower. I went to the car and rain was pouring down. I hate driving in the rain. I'm glad.