” So I lifted up from him, the feel of withdrawal almost as alarming as his entry. My insides felt they were being sucked with him. I stopped well b...fore the point of entry, as I wasn’t ready to be opened again. Once again I eased down on him, this time feeling some pleasure as his cock came inside me. But still no farther that I could feel. Once again I moved on him, and again, and again. But now I was feeling much pleasure being opened, my downward pushed were more definite, stronger.And. I tried to settle down deciding to play with the cards fate had dealt me. I tried to be a good father and husband but things weren't working out between us; that kind of thing happens when there is no love between two people.We had been married for almost a year when I came home from work one day to find an envelope with my name on it laying on the kitchen table.There were two things in the envelope. The first was a letter from Marie.I opened the letter and read it:Dear Paul,We both have known. ” This was a little odd to me, I graduated about a year and a half, almost 2 years ago now, and I haven’t talked to very many people I went to school with, although I think most everyone knew I was in community college and was still living with my mom. I just hoped it was one of the girls I thought was hot in high school, but never asked out. She got to my house about half an hour after the last email.I opened the door nervously. She was right I was surprised at who it was. It was Sarah. On about the fourth or fifth time the one man had come by I asked if he would like a beer. He said yes and sat down at the table. Lesly went to the cooler and bent over at the waist to get him his drink. She took her time knowing that he was looking at her ass and pussy. She gave him his beer and sat down next to him. She then said you are the one that watched me fuck this morning aren’t you. He stammered out a yes. She asked if he enjoyed it. Once again yes. With that she untied her top and.