“Eat me right there,” Denise commanded. “Fuck her ass, Roger. Fuck her while she eats my pussy.” I smiled to myself. My prediction about Paula...not worrying about Mike’s activities was right on target. Mike noticed too, and fucked Carol harder. We continued like this for several minutes. I added more lube a couple of times, spreading my fingers on the out strokes to get the sphincter used to larger circumference invasion. Mike settled into a steady rhythm, not in any hurry to reach his own. She walked into the kitchen, looked at me, looked around, and said withwonder (and probably a touch of wariness), "Well! What's happened toyou?"I had poured her a Diet Pepsi over ice, and urged her to sit down."Thank you, honey," she said. "The house looks great, and dinner smellswonderful. But I have to ask--what's going on?"I shrugged my shoulders. "The whole Wednesday Addams thing was gettingold. Uh, I borrowed this top and shoes and I used some of your makeup. Ihope you don't mind." Not at. This time the prostitutes were featured in the kinds of work clothes Ana was more familiar with: a bizarre collection of underwear, stockings and lace. The clients were again untypically young and handsome, and when they bared their torsos, which they did fairly early on, revealed a musculature which few actual clients could ever lay claim to. It came as a shock though when the video proceeded towards its actual subject matter, as the clients removed all their clothes and the prostitutes. "Being a trophy wife does have its disadvantages. Funny how my mother never mentioned any of that to me. And so I would spend my afternoons while he was at the office sipping wine from a box in the refrigerator. I would never get bombed and pass out or anything, but I would go through each day with a strong buzz and have to take a nap before Josh got home from the office." You weren't the only one I'm sure," Janet said. "Why do you think we have so much wine, so much booze, so much pot and.