I couldn’t recall the two of them ever being alone with each other, or even being very friendly.I decided to stop letting a few words from an inebri...ted detective alter my relationship with my wife. Marge was a great mother and an even better wife. I had no reason to doubt her, except for the ramblings of that asshole detective.It was two days later that I came home to find Marge home already. She sat at the kitchen table drying her red, teary eyes. She jumped up and rushed to hug me almost. " she smiled curiously, fixing her gaze at Jennifer, "Are you going to kick your boyfriend out?" She pressed her naked flesh against my girlfriend's before placing her hands on Jen's shoulders, gently pushing her down flat on the bed as she moved up her body. "Or will you let him stay and watch you make me come?"Monica didn't wait for an answer. She slowly and seductively scaled Jennifer's naked form like an agile mountain climber and moved her knees past my girlfriend's shoulders. Once there. I could also feel my face flushing. To my surprise, Granny stood up and removed her shorts. ‘Does that improve the view?’ I sat there staring at her smooth, hairless, mound. I could see her labial lips, I could see paradise. I moved without any conscious thought and reached for her stomach, which was smooth and soft, I then slid one hand down to her sex and the other around to her buttocks, which were also smooth and soft. She stood still as I explored her and even parted her thighs to allow. For better or worse! Right now we are in that ‘worse’ part. I am your husband. I will not leave you when you need me the most. I will not leave you over this. I will not leave you because the back yard is a little scruffy and I will not leave you because some useless, piece of shit, bastard, cocksucker violated you. So stop with the crap, already!”Erin stood there just staring at me. She was in absolute shock, perhaps more that Lynn who stood a few feet away and looked very much the same.“I did.