My husband seems to enjoy hearing about my adventures so much I thought it was a shame he couldn't see for himself. I thought about video but that see...s complicated in ways I don't even want to think about. The best answer was to have my husband watch me have sex with my young lover. When I suggested the idea one night, he seemed to be very open to the idea. The idea was for me to invite Keith over for sex and my husband would hide in the closet with a nice view of our bed.I invited Keith over. This visit had all the markings of my participation in new recruit training rather than any on-going evaluation of my ‘condition’, as it was being delicately referred to with so many new people around. This visit also had markings to it that seemed as though my primary purposed was to provide an unconventional and contradictory element for the recruits to deal with as a distraction. I could understand the benefit of such a tactic being introduced in their training, but it left a question in my. You want to play games and I am in no mood. It is taking every thing I have to control my anger," I warned. "You are not helping at all." I thought you wanted to know what happened, Mike," she responded. "I was just..." Shut the fuck up!" I snarled. "You are trying to use spin control here. You know what I have to hear, but instead you're just bullshitting me. I am not in the mood. I'll ask the questions and you'll answer them!"Jen was shocked. I had never spoken to her like that before. I had. I wanted time to slow down so I could capture the moment in a bottle. I was so hard I had to force my prick to bend lower so I could push the bloated purple head of my monster into her opening and use the leverage to push it home.Angie was surprisingly tight. She had her eyes squeezed shut as she grunted at my first tentative assault on her dripping hole. "Shove that cock into me!" she gasped as I finally managed to sink a couple of inches home.I was breathing hard. My concentration was masked.