"Oh yeah, my baby likes all the attention, doesn't she?" Oh, fuck yes, Erika," I gasped. She was driving me way beyond wild.With that, Erika took hol... of my cock with one hand, lowered her mouthand pushed the bulging head between her lips. She found my anal bud withher other hand, pressed against it with her finger, and smeared theprecum she had collected from my oozing dickhead. I had never feltanything like this before. I had certainly played with myself before,but Erika was making me. "Zach, there are degrees of happiness, and by most of them I am happily married." She paused, as if she wanted to concentrate on what she would say next. "The truth is, Robert and I don't have a very healthy sex life. He does his husbandly duties enough to think I am happy, but it's not nearly enough." I found myself staring incredulously. "Jayne, are you telling me that you are a sexually frustrated housewife?" Jayne again paused before she spoke. "I guess I am," she blurted out. "I've never. I gasped myself, and sat up. There is it was, lyingon the floor between my feet. My penis, looking as it never had before.The only pain I felt was a mild burning sensation. I didn't think itcould be real, and yet there it was between my legs, a little stump andmy penis lying on the floor. Vicky seemed to recover. "I didn't thinkI could do it." she said. "Are you sorry? Are you mad? Does it hurt?"She asked.I said, "Not much. I'm glad."Then Vicky said, "Good. I don't know if I can do the. Apparently the fact that I was eighteen and hadn't had a boyfriend was a major concern for her. After dinner, we all went to the living room. Carl grabbed a beer and offered me one, which I declined - how anyone can stomach that stuff is beyond me. I'd just walked over to lean against the wall, and seconds later I felt a warm presence next to me. Matthew was there, handing me a glass of whiskey. "Thank you," I murmured, taking the glass. He knew it was my favourite drink. "Don't tell Mom," he.