First, there’s me:I’m Jack. I’m forty three as I write this. I’m happily married to Carla, who is 30 years old. We’ve been married nine year.... Financially, we do okay, because we both have decent jobs. When we met we both worked at the same place, but now we are in new jobs at different companies and apart during the day.She was the most mature 21 year old I’d ever met. So I flirted with her some whenever we were in the break room together. Carla suspected I liked guys and thought at first that. We got into their mini-bus and made our way to their house which was a two minute drive from the store, when we got in the house the women pulled my shorts down my legs and off of me then they took off my tee shirt too, so there I was stark naked in the living room and I told them that this isn't fair me being nude and all of them still dressed and without a word they all undressed too which didn't take too long as I had already seen that they were all dressed the same (just like sisters do). She placed her hands on the arms of her chair and asked me if I could see her vagina . I said yes, I can see it perfectly. She asked if her lips were together or apart. I said they are together. She took her right hand and with her index finger and thumb she spread her lips apart then put her hand back on the arm of her chair. Is that better she asked. I said yes. She told me she wanted to find a thick cock to beat her pussy untill she had uncontrollable orgasms. I said I'd like to watch. She. During the construction process, Jennifer would teasingly ask Jim what was going on in the spare room, and why was the door locked? “What are you doing in there?” she said. “Well I’m not going to tell you, but I think you’ll like it,” he said. “Come on, tell me what’s in there,” she said. “Nope, can’t do it,” he said. Then it was finished. It was perfect. And she didn’t know what was inside. FRIDAY NIGHT Jennifer arrived home from work in a good mood, ready for a fun weekend. After some dinner.