That was only on special days. He just always wanted me to pleasure him. He would always come first and then demand that I come too. He was mostly int...rested in himself.He always had to pick out my clothes and explain to me how he wanted me to look. He liked me to be made up and liked me to wear very tight fitting clothes that were revealing. He liked showing me off. I always felt like an object or a very special trophy. He liked that his friends and co-workers thought I was very beautiful. It. I came across a story that took my interest and read. It wasn't long before I my hand found its way in my jeans. Taking off the belt, I unbuttoned and let them fall. I left my thong on; my favorite red one. Laying on the bed, I continued to read and rub my pussy sending tingles of pleasure through my body, but it wasn't enough. I got up and open my bottom draw and pulled out my vibrator, it was small but powerful.Climbing back on the bed, I turned on the vibrator on. I glided it over my clit. It almost looked like it was thick and long as her forearm. I could not believe how huge he was when she grabbed him and started to stroke him to get him hard again. My wife was laying so that I had a view of her pussy as she was stroking this big cock. Her pussy was slowly leaking out cum and it looked messy and gooey. He had deposited a big load into her. I knew from experience that she loved feeling a man cumming in her pussy.The Plumber's cock had not shrunk much as he grew soft, so it did. Prepare to make a permanent home there.” I hung up the phone and sat down. I was stunned to say the least. What Nora and I wanted was now a reality and at someone else’s expense. We could finally be together and spend a long time with each other. I had to tell Nora, but what will she do? Did she really want me to stay? Would we be happy together as the last week had been? What would we do? All these questions ran through my mind as I contemplated telling Nora. I picked up the phone and called.