I kept fingering the telephone, dying to call my husband, but I knew he'd be at work. He'd reached an agreement, he'd said. He was going to retire. He...was going to leave. Was it really almost over? Could I be a normal woman again?I also wondered about the party. I shifted nervously in my seat. I'd become such a slut, I realized, that thinking about the "party" was actually turning me on. I bit my lips and stilled myself.That evening I waited for my husband by the door. I dragged him to the. Maybe I’d catch up with him later.Mark and Heather were there and I moved in tight and gave them each a firm kiss on the lips. If tonight was open BJ night for me, I had already located two potential candidates.Very soon I had scoped out the pool table and noticed several buff young men showing off their eight ball skills. They were quick to introduce themselves and eagerly invited me to join in. I appreciated their immediate ogling. On about my third shot attempt I accidentally bumped the butt. She stopped before I cam, and it was my turn to eat her out. She sat on the shower floor and I got down and started licking her, she was very wet and started moaning. She got up and I asked “where are you going?” she said “lets get out and you can fuck me” So we got out dried each other off and went into the bedroom.I laid down on her bed and she got and top of me and guided herself in, I was in heaven. She began moving up and down slowly and then increased quickly, her. .. here ... knees in front ... goddess ... worship..."Hang that up, cunt, don't worry, you'll have plenty of time on your knees, hang it up and get back here, now!" Maur jumped to obey. As she was hanging up the skirt she managed to rub her cheek against the fabric. ... don't ... didn't see me ... please...She returned to stand in front of her tormentor. "Look up, my little cunt, right in my eyes now." It was all she could do to try to look Martha in the face, her eyes kept dropping, as if not.