It all seemed so real. After washinghis face he checked himself in the mirror. He still seemed normalenough. The same chiselled face stared back at hi....He shook his head and decided that he's ask his wife about it in themorning. Switching the light off, he crept silently back in to bed.Surprisingly, he drifted off quickly and when he woke up the nextmorning the memories of the night were beginning to fade.Chapter 8"Morning honey!" Emily greeted Stephen cheerily as he entered thekitchen. Stephen. "Close your eyes if you are still feeling embabrassed" I said, she closed her eyes and I saw her relax.I reached for my phone and got some lovely pics that took in her fingers inside her pussy and captured her face at the same time."Can we fuck now" she said " Masturbating is ok but I never orgasm" Roll over onto your belly" I said " now stick your arse in the air" , she did as I had asked her to.I got on the bed behind her and started to lick and finger her pussy and arsehole "Oooooohh" I. But the subject matter wasn't in tune with my own turn-ons. It seemed that secretary and motel maid sex was all the rage, unless you were into bondage or gay sex, and I wasn't. I knew there were websites that catered to just about any kink out there. I'd arrested a Major for having over two thousand pictures on his computer--his government computer--of girls having sex. The pictures themselves were a problem because it was a government computer, of course, but the real issue was that none of. Allen, this is my husband, Brad," she said."Nice to meet you, I've heard great things about you," Allen said, extending his hand for a handshake.It felt like my hand was shaking, my heart felt like it was going to explode through my chest, and my throat was as dry as a desert.Allen shook my hand in a firm but friendly manner. He was slightly taller than I at about six feet. He didn't have an athletic build but rather was slightly skinny. His face was clean shaven and he had somewhat shaggy,.