Is that too risqué?” “That sounds good. After you get to know her you can tell her how much of a slut you are.” “Is she a slut or just a regu...ar girl you talked into sucking your cock?” “Reserved at first but when she gets comfortable she's up for anything you can imagine, and I do mean anything.” “Like me?” “Oh, I don't know. Have you ever had a bowling pin up your ass? Well she surely has; as well as a baseball bat and she's got a dildo that makes my dick look small.” “I guess I'm pretty tame. It was a challenge if I ever saw one. When she got my pants off, she bent down into a crouch and pulled my cock out of my boxers. She gripped it tightly, inspected it, top to bottom, side to side. "Good," was all she said. "I hate tiny cocks." Then she put her mouth on it, and I shivered all the way down to my toes. She wasn't at that long before she was up on her feet and tying her hair back in a ponytail. Then she pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it on top of her bag. "Help me pull. We've been getting just a little nastier. Nothing gross but we started doing things we haven't done for years. She would hold her tits together while I came and shot the load all over her face. She even cleaned me up with her tongue afterwards. It's been a long time since she has done that. One night while our daughters were out we did it on the kitchen counter. Another night we even went to lover's lane (every town has one) and did it in the backseat like teenagers.We did a little bit more. .. gone.”“Exactly.”He went and got himself another beer. What can I say? My fridge was his fridge.“Okay, so no super army guys. But it’s still shit. So why do you write it? Especially after ... you know...”Yeah, I knew – my wife being humped by another guy – got that tee-shirt as well.Hell, so did Sean. Although he knew his wife was a slut right from the get-go. He loved his sluts, did Sean. Mine took me completely by surprise.Well, that’s not absolutely true in every sense. She went off to a.