When I got inside the house I heard sounds coming from the basement. I listened, and was floored by what I heard. It was the sound of my wife moaning ...t the top of her voice and a man grunting. Now, I’m not stupid, someone was obviously down there fucking my sweet little house-mouse wife and from the sound of it she was loving every second of it.I snuck into my basement tool room from a side door and I good a look at what was going on. There was my petite small breasted wife lying naked on the. She did it again, this time thrusting the finger all the way inside and moving it around inside her. Her eyes closed at the feel of it and she could hear Derek's breath rasping through his teeth. She was getting even more turned on, knowing he was watching. Charlene had whacked herself off before -- to be sure, almost daily since she'd turned eleven -- but it had never given her so much pleasure. Knowing Derek was watching, knowing it was getting to him, only intensified the pleasure and. Cliff, hard as I try to remember, you never asked me if this was what I wanted. Of course I never protested. After all I was not supposed to be difficult. I was Miss Well Behaved, the daughter my parents could be proud of."I felt caged. Part of what I did was a rebellion against my parents, against that image I had, that 'good girl' who always called when she was running late, who never missed her curfew, never ran with the bad crowd. I rebelled against you, against your set plans for how our. "Gozie could not stand any more. He had not slept last night while I frolicked. He had believed in me, trusted me and loved me while I fucked someone else. Now he was exhausted, got up and went up to shower and go to bed. I went up about half and hour after I heard his shower turn off. The room was dark. I let my robe drop on my side of the bed and slipped my nude body under the sheet, hugging the edge of the king sized bed. His strong hands reached out for me, pulled and slid my body against.