I know how that kinky little fantasy just might really appeal to your inner man-slut." It does. What will you do?"Carrie smiled and then moved to Jerr... who'd just returned to the living room; she planted a kiss on him that melted his shoe leather. As he returned the kiss, he ran his hands up her sides and under her designer top, obviously feeling her breasts.Emma watched the pair with fascination, as though she'd never seen anything equivalent.I said, "Never saw your sister making out with. In the background, I could hear some occasional whimpering moans coming from the other side of the room as Regina began to enjoy herself watching. Carter had stopped briefly and I could hear him shuffling behind me. As I slowly lifted my head, turning to see what he was doing, I felt something hard enter me.My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as I gasped for air, letting out a feeble whimper. I knew exactly what was happening now. Carter's hard cock was inside my ass!"Oh fuck, fuck!" I groaned,. I didn't hear from her for a few days. Every day I jerked off again thinking about her. I'd pull up her social media and find pics of her. First I'd find pics of her by herself. Then it was pics of her with Mark or random guys at bars and parties. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her getting fucked by them. I felt so pathetic, but it made me cum so hard.I didn't hear from her until that Wednesday. She texted me and asked if I would want to hang out with her Friday. Since she hadn't. “Good morning, husband.”“Good morning, wife.”“I have to go.”“Me too.”I threw the blanket off and Opal Anne immediately wrapped herself around me again.“God it’s cold! What happened?”“I think that the Fall has shown up.”“Well it damn well should have shown up warmer,” she whined.“Well it didn’t little missy, and I had no idea I’d married a dainty flower.”“A what?”“A dainty flower, Opal Anne. You know one of them women that is so genteel that she can’t hardly live without a man to take care of.