Indeed, when was the last time I had heard himsay almost anything except "yes" and "no"?"Now, Pansy, how was your day?" I asked as merrily as if talki...g to Mrs.Losterty next door.No answer. She looked at me as though confounded by being asked aquestion. I sighed. Perhaps that's understandable since for three yearsI never asked her --- HIM --- a single one.I took her hand and gently rubbed it."Pansy, I have something to tell you and it does not reflect well onme." I breathed deeply. I knew this. Dick has moved around to where he can see better and he has pulled his hard again cock from his pants and is slowly stroking it. He moves as close to the bed as possible to get a closer look and I know he can smell the musk from your steaming cunt. I just sit back and observe, enjoying them using My little slut and keeping a close eye on the time. As Dick continues to watch, he strokes his cock faster and I know he is not too far from cumming again. I interrupt him and tell him that I don’t. I could tell that she was intrigued by me. I had to admit the way she looked at me was flattering.“So your wife really doesn’t mind that you’re here with me?” she asked.“Not at all,” I said. “As a matter of fact, she’ll be thrilled when I tell her.”“You’re going to tell her?” she said, wide-eyed.“Of course,” I said. “I tell her everything.”Another shake of her head. “I’m not sure that I believe you.”“You want me to call her? I think she’s still awake. You can ask her yourself.”“No!” she. “Baby, I had a dream. I dreamt that all of my eggs were lined up in a row and they were all singing that John Fogerty song. You know the one that goes ‘Put me in coach. I’m ready to play.’ I think they are ready.”“Well wake up Lynn and let’s make a baby or two.”“Two please!” Lynn was not quite asleep. “Well I figure that since we are both working on her maybe the mojo will take and we can get her knocked up with twins.”“Oh, I like the sound of that. Come on and get me.”Erin kissed me and.