When Roy got home from work, I made love to him and came all over myself. I feel so dirty, so nasty. It was awesome. Roy hasn’t got a clue and I fee... so empowered. I am so glad I have you, Diary, at least I can tell you what I do. I am hoping this becomes a regular thing with all three of us.April 4th: Branden has been coming over about three times a week. He fucked me in our bed today. It was the first time I let him in our room. I felt really bad about doing it. I hated it, but he insisted. I. The way it started was this one Saturday my husband called me from the lake and said fishing was exceptionally good and they wanted to spend the whole weekend there."Jerald and I had been talking since he introduced us, and I guess my husband felt guilty that he would be dumping me for his weekend, so he asked if it would be okay if he called Jerold to come over and the two of us could watch movies or whatever.After a long, late evening of movies, wine and pizza Jerold ended up spending the. " Love you too, and be safe over there. See you soon."I always felt guilty about not telling the whole truth to Alex, but rightnow I thought it for the best. I called in at the hotel shop to buy somechocolates and flowers as a gift for Dr Wichasak. Nothing I could bringwould ever be enough to thank the Doctor for what she had done for me andPao, but I hoped she would appreciate the thought.The tuk-tuk dropped me off at her apartment block where the receptionistasked me to wait for a few minutes. Her legs were long and tan, leanly muscled. His tee shirt reached about mid thigh leaving a long expanse of tawny skin to admire. And the shirt, an old one that had been washed many times, was soft, molding to her slender body, emphasizing her lush curves. It clung to the curve of her breasts, rounding over the tiny bumps made by her distended nipples. She glanced up at him, then at the door of his bedroom. Her stomach was in knots, her fear a palpable thing that she couldn’t ignore. The palms.