She opened her knees widely as Henry reached that special place that always made her wet and wild with passion. Her Peter had stopped giving her such ...reats a long time ago and she wondered if he was experimenting with similar techniques on her best friend Sally.Henry had told her in strict confidence, “I go down on Sally every Saturday night just to convince her she is number one in my book. I have to admit she does get a kick out of it even at her age and after two kids that didn’t come out. When I got to his office, he was down on one knee with a rose in his mouth, a ring box in his hand and "Marry Me" written on his chalk board. I walked up to him and answered him with a passionate kiss on the lips. We set the date for Valentines Day which was in about four months.He walked me to my car. Then he asked me to make arrangements to move out of my apartment, and into his house. On my drive home, one hand was in my panties most of the time rubbing the now dry cum into my pussy even. However, while her drunken mind was able to comprehend all that, she made no efforts to try and stop him… nor did she want to stop him. Suddenly, he was inside her. The only audible noise she made sounded something like, “Woof!” as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she licked her lips, and exhaled slowly. She attempted to spread her legs apart even further. She forced herself to look up at her best male friend. They both smiled. Heather giggled. She understood. While it felt. . . but shit, I have seen how nice and big her nipples and areolas are and that she does have a great neatly trimmed bush that I love . . . and have seen on hamster! I couldn’t wait to get to work the next day to verify up close and personal that Janie and this hamster wife are indeed the same woman!The next day it wasn’t until mid-afternoon when I saw Janie in the hallway and I got instant verification that she is indeed my hamster friend’s wife . . . that verification was that my pants.