Popcorn and Pepsi along with a burger cost me a fortune. But thanks to the wonderful job that I had now, 450 Rs for a popcorn tub combo did not bother...me anymore. Yippee! No more guilty feeling inside that I could buy tastier popcorn for 15 rs and 10 rs pepsi from the roadside shops as I am worth more now. I reached home and tried to get some sleep. I had nightmares instead of dreams for reasons I cannot fathom. The weekend passed at the same speed at which I spend my remaining savings. "Let me get a pin, you have some curls trying to escape."Devlin smiled as Marie pinned the errant curls back under her headpiece."I brought my make-up kit," Marie added. "You could use some touching-up, girl." She got it and set it up next to the stool Devlin was using. "This'll take just a couple of minutes." She tossed a sheet around Devlin and got busy with her brush and eyeliner. A touch more mascara, a little refreshing here and there, and she blended it all with her brush."There, that. I slowly trailed my fingers from her thigh, savouring the feel of her soft warm skin to her clit, which I began to gently stroke. She moaned as I felt it stiffen between my fingers and her body went limp like a doll. I knew I could do what I wanted to her, so taking both her arms and holding them down behind her head I crawled into the bed next to her. I began to feel the opening of her slit get wetter and wetter until I noticed that the bed beneath her was also getting wet. My fingers gently. She said look how wet I got telling you my story. I said baby you are killing me PLEASE let me fuck you. She said no. Then she picked up her cell and called one of her boy friends. I stood and listened as my wife begged him to come fuck her. When she hung up she told me he would be here in half an hour and if I wanted to watch that I'd have to fluff him for her. I told her no I'm not sucking a cock. She said fine then get out. I begged to allow me to hide in the spare bedroom and listen. No she.