My husband drove me home and we fucked like rabbits. The next night she came to our house for drinks and dinner. That is when the sex happened for the...first time.The night after the bar was our planned diner together. My husband, myself, and her. She got to our house and it was again strange at first, because less than 24 hours ago we were making out at the bar. We shuffled through the clunkiness and ate in front of the TV. I was sitting in a single chair, my husband on the couch and she was. .. um ... I don’t know.” And he said: “Spread your legs for me. Wider.” And he stuck his finger into my vagina ... way, way up into it ... and he began pulling it out and pushing it back in again. And I shivered violently and leaned my head against his shoulder and moaned loudly. And he said: “Yes, it does turn you on, Mindy. In point of fact, you are sopping, dripping wet. You’re actually a real slut, aren’t you?”He stood while I was still trying to catch my breath; and before I knew what was. "I'll call you back,” as he dropped the phone onto the desk. "You like staring at my cock, joto!"“No. I was just looking for soap!" I said while stepping backward. "I didn't know you were doing that in here. Sorry! I'll just go back to washing dishes."“ No! You were spying on me. I watched you," Javier said stroking himself. He stood up, looking angry, but excited at the same time. I felt kinda strange, scared but aroused. I really wanted to turn and look elsewhere, but my eyes focused on his. ****************** Ivan felt lucky to be engaged to Robin. She was a ‘knockout’ by any standard. Tall and statuesque, she was blond and blue-eyed. Her body was toned and her large breasts stood proudly out from her chest. Ivan was required to cup, caress and suckle them on command, but forbidden to call them by name or mention them at any time. Robin had a classic face whose features were accented ever so correctly by the expert application of all kinds of cosmetics. She was a popular coed, a.