I slowly positioned my finger over her clit and started to rub it slowly. She was getting tortured by now. I was purposely teasing her. I wanted her t... make me beg to fuck her.Being a slut herself she gave me my own medicine and started to give me a handjob. We were both shivering in pleasure and by now we had forgotten about the rest of the world. I increase my pace and now I finger fucked her. She started moaning loudly.I took her to my room in my arms and threw her to my bed. I tore her bra. His cock was hard and fairly big but he could go one for a long time. He fucked her all nite till she could not stand. He asked her the inevitable question if her husband was OK with her doing this. She said “my hubby is fine as long as I tell him in detail how I got fucked, then he fucks me hard.”This was all the encouragement the guy needed. They finished up what they had got into the car and headed for his apartment. As they got into the door he kicked it shut with his foot and grabbed her. This also means that what might be considered naughty sometimes gets desensitized and either one of us or both may now consider it innocent! I'll wake up in the morning and give her a call after she comes back home from work on most days of the week- especially over the weekends. Sometimes I'll be fumbling with my cock- trying to put it back where it belongs in my pants (hey! it moves on its own). Of course, she notices this immediately, and what started out as a joke a year ago or so has. He was more tense the past few weeks and almost seemed to be waiting for something. It put my nerves on edge. This whole scene with Mark, for example, was confusing. It almost seemed as if Nat was jealous of Mark. Why that would be was beyond me.I sighed again and decided that I wasn't meant to understand some things, such as the male mind. It also wasn't doing any good staying angry with Nat. He didn't mean to be overprotective and, for the most part, he was better than my family. That didn't.