“Really?” I said. “When? Who? Anybody I know?” “Now and then,” he said. “And no, nobody you know.’ “You like doing it?” “Yes!”...he said. “LOVE it.” I stared at him. “Wow,” I said. “I never would have figured.” “It started a couple of years ago when Nikki and I decided to spice up our sex lives with some threesomes. We’ve had a few women over here, and several men. Everyone’s always had a good time.” I was still staring at him. “How did you like it?” he asked. For a second I couldn’t answer. My. .. you’re going to be okay. I promise.”Emily knew it was true. She didn’t know quite how to do it yet, but whatever power Preston had, it was in her now. It wasn’t tied to Preston, it was tied to this body, a body he’d abandoned. She could fix this. She could make this right, and she owed it to her sisters. Emily looked outside to the lights of New York and thought about what would happen if she were to leave now. She smiled and shook her head. That was not who she was. She wiped the tears from. I then text him asking if he was up for some anal play to which his reply was ‘yes!’ and I waited patiently for him to come home. When he was home, we went straight to the bedroom and he started eating me out. I was so turned on, he seemed to set me on fire with passion. His tongue flicked from my wet cunt to my tight ass, teasingly. This was so fucking arousing, I sat on his face so he had easier access and his tongue was all over my hole. I turned around and straddled him, asking if he would. I was being silly. I sat down at the dresser and reapplied my make-up. Taking a little more care this time. I didn't want to look rough and invite more questions. I also had to appear normal for my husband when I got home. When I had finished I put on my bra and blouse and adjusted myself then went back to the mirror. This time I was happy with what I saw. I looked presentable but better still, the anger was gone from my eyes.Finally, it was time to leave. My case was packed so I picked up my.