Don't come home". My cock would get hard and I would fantasize about Sara getting fucked by some big-dicked guy.People asked me if I ever get jealous....The truth is that there was never any doubt that I was first in her life. Sara used these guys for sex, they knew it, she knew it. With us, our sex was based on true love, we shared more than any of her lovers did. And when she played, I did too. When you are a rich, good looking white man, it isn't hard to find a girl who will let you fuck her. Was she wearing new shoes? I hazarded aglance. No, I recognized both the 6-inch black fuck-me boots arcing upher long and shapely legs and the pleated tartan micro-skirt. I could seethat she wasn't wearing panties, but that wasn't unusual for her. Thescent of cherries, booze, and sex wafting across the table told me shewasn't even wearing new perfume.I honestly couldn't tell what she was doing differently. Was she wearingnew glasses? No, she didn't wear glasses. Why would I think that? Ilooked. I didn’t think anybody was looking.”Jo chuckled, “Beth had us all looking last night. Doug was doing me as we watched you, and I was doing things to Beth.”Gin grinned, “That’s so hot to think about. Us old folks actually inspired somebody to do something sexual.”Jo giggled, “It doesn’t take much in our household ... and please don’t stop. Further, you’re not old. I’ll look forward to it from now on.”Ginger leaned forward in a conspiratorial way, “Steve also caught you guys naked and making out. She started to explain how her lawn mower had died and was wandering if she could borrow mine, I instantly said of course and happily joshed how lovely the weather was and how a BBQ would just go down brilliantly. She took a step forward, I froze, she stepped into my personal space which just made all my defenses go down with my submissive personality.I was wearing thin tracksuit 3/4 lengths, She grabbed my cock and balls and I instantly went hard, I was just about to panic and back off when.