"Janice and I were having a discussion about our spouses and the fact that they were fucking like bunnies in Janice's bedroom at that very moment. Bri...get, my wife, had a very good job with an advertising agency. She was a strong minded career woman that had always dominated our marriage.Janice's husband, Roger, owned a successful construction company. He was accustomed to people jumping when he said "frog". Janice had lived in his shadow the entire 22 years they had been married. Their two. 'Why don't you climb into the back seat and get some sleep', he suggested, 'this could be a longer ride than we thought', he continued.I undid my seat belt and climbed between the seats into the back, not realizing I just gave uncle a good view of my crotch as I manoeuvred between the tight space, actually, it was not so much the view he would have seen in his rear view mirror, it was the smell from my crotch, I felt his warm breath on my cunny, as he turned his face into my bum, which was at. “How drunk was I last night that I don’t have any memory of this?”“About the same as right now,” Drew responded.“Was it not, maybe, Tyler?”Claire, also confused, “Nope said it was you.”“Well then I’m going to have to check my phone then. I’ll be right back.” Tyler stood up to go inside.“Actually I’ll join you,” Claire decided. “I’m gonna change and get in the hot tub.”The two walked back into the house. Tyler to the left to his room, Claire to the right to her’s. She wasn’t sure if enough time. I quietly sneaked away and never said a word about it to either of them. But I knew, and the knowledge was eating me. I started to realise after a while that in fact: I was jealous. I started imagining what the “action” between the two of them would have been like. I knew very well what Mandy looked like when naked and very often saw daddy in his swimwear so I could paint the picture. I also started wondering what it would be like for me to be in that bed with him. I started wondering if it.