He had seen Pete fucking me. Damn damn damn, what was I thinking? What had I done?" I moaned to myself.I staggered back inside and fell into a kitchen...chair. My mind ran over the previous night and all that had been said and done. First Pete's arrival and the normal flirtatious BS he loved to spread. I found myself enjoying it. David was a near perfect husband but with all the work and the kids and all, there hadn't been much time for flirtation and I realized I had missed it.Dinner was good. Their relationship had started out as one of equals--or so thena?ve Tiffany had supposed--but it had soon become one of mistress andslave, and the affection and tenderness that Charisma had initiallydisplayed toward Tiffany had been replaced with aggression and theadministering of pain. When Charisma had fist-fucked her, working halfher forearm into Tiffany's rectum, the shemale had understood what she'dsuspected for several weeks--Charisma did not love her; the abusivebitch had just been using. That wasn’t all of it. Rebecca didn’t tell me the whole story until I pressed her for details of the play. The lead character was married and having an affair with a co-worker. The main scenes were held in her and her husband’s bedroom where she would entertain her lover. Rebecca would actually be nude in several scenes, not just one as she first told me. And, there was a scene where she and her lover were both naked in bed, albeit under a sheet and another where she and her husband were naked. He said that since you got to fuck so many women, he should be able to fuck me, and he actually put his hands on me. So, I smacked him.”“Then?”“Then I stepped in front of him, pushed him back, and told him to back off from my wife and he hit me.” Blossom added.“Then I stepped in and punched him in the face, and he hit me.” Erin began to get that pissed off look on her face.“Then you dove off the stage and did a flying head butt on him and bounced his head off the floor along with yours when you.