Yeah, I like Rosy." She looked at me pointedly and said, "Andyou like it too. Don't you... Rosy?"I bobbed my head up and down and whispered, not dar...ng to use my malevoice or anything close to it, "Yes, dearest. I like that name verymuch. Thank you." I even managed an uncertain smile.Trish said, "Fast learner. And you, Annie, are a natural with thathairbrush. I'll bet it got you wet, smacking her fanny like that andseeing it get so red." You know," my wife took a steadying breath, "it. I went into my bedroom on the lower level of the house, and climbed into bed. Lying there that late night, I could not help but wonder what I'd gotten myself into.Having unprotected sex with a teenage girl in the shower of my house. Having sex with a teenage friend of my step-daughter. Combining those two things, I realized that things could potentially get out of hand, and cause me some serious undue problems.Little did I know, this was just the start of many things to come.My wife came home. She walks over dragging her fingers over my shoulders as she pulls me close. She looks in my eyes as we start swaying to beat. As our bodies press against one another she closes her eyes and slowly leans in softly brushing her lips against mine. Gradually the kiss heats up and gets more intense. She starts swirling her tongue in my mouth as her fingers run down over my body. I reach up and undo the strap of the halter, which allows her dress to fall to the floor.Slowly I place soft little. Karissa took down Jack's jeans and straddled him. He wasn't hard. She pulled off her shirt and ground on him. He put his mouth around her nipple. She loved the way he did that. She loved Jack. Yes, she loved him.Karissa pushed him inside of her and groaned. She'd forgotten how much bigger the other man's had been. She watched her boyfriend underneath her, but she never really saw him. At first, she thought about the other man - Maxwell. Then her mind drifted, somehow, to her boss. She closed.