“It’s part of the story,” I add.“OK, so what is this story, Linda?” he asks. “What’s so damn hard to tell me on the phone?”“You want...anything to drink?” I ask, stalling. I still don’t know how to tell him, and I’ve had a good part of yesterday and all this morning to think about it.“Sis, you called, I’m here, now talk to me,” he says.“Well ... I got carjacked yesterday,” I start.“You got what? I saw it in the garage.”“Hugo stopped it. I was getting out at a gas station to fill up, this guy. I lowered myself and stopped at the entrance to her pussy. Without the use of our hands my cock found its way into her. Her kisses got intensified as my cock slowly tried to get in. I had to push harder, my hands on her hips and I felt her move her hips closer to me when my head finally popped into her. She gasped for air as I kept sliding deep into her, she was so fucking wet. She let go of my head and moved her hands down to my ass. She caressed my ass and I fucked her slowly, but with force.. We looked around and saw a few people drinking but she was drawn to the two men in the corner. I looked at them and they looked maybe 30 and in nice shape. She said bet you would love for them to fuck your sissy ass huh? I was a little surprised but said well sure why not. She knew about my past and how I would get fucked all night long by men at a sex club and she knew I would love to do it and have her watch and help but she always said no. we talked for a while and I said I had to go to the. Drying myself I walked into our bedroom, feeling so alone, so abandoned, so worthless. I sat on the bed as I dried my legs, thinking of my wife and her boss. They have a two hour dinner break, plenty of time to spend in his apartment. They must be nude by now.He must be feasting his eyes on her breasts. Those breasts that only I should see. He must be feeling them, playing with them and sucking on those beautiful nipples. Running his hands over her bare buttocks, spreading her thighs, licking.