And I don't care if you see her tomorrow. You can go enjoy yourself till you can't stand anymore." He smiled and kissed her forehead.>Vilen moved to f...ce him. "So you don't care that I’m going to go and have fun with my whore?" She asked, confused.>"No. I don't." He said. "But I want something before you go tomorrow. And I’m sure you now what it is." He said smiling, then added, "Actually, I’ll take my payment tonight before tomorrow comes. And I’ll take it now." He said standing up and. Again my libido over-ruled my head and I picked the dildo up and sat on the edge of the bed, fondling it gently. I must have touched a button on it somewhere, as it suddenly sprang into life, buzzing softly in my hand almost causing me to drop it. That was it for me and, putting the vibrator down on the bed, I freed my now fully erect cock from my pants and, with Hazel's panties wrapped around it, began a slow, sensuous wank, imaging the vibrator sliding in and out of her pussy. I was. I couldn’t read a book, I was living the greatest story I ever set my eyes on. There was nothing to kill the time. I smiled a lot Saturday. I mean I smiled a lot. I was so happy. I tried smiling to Ean but he always returned half-confused smiles and went on. I brought on a few short conversations with him but nothing about the day before. I was getting a little scared about us by nighttime. I nervously asked him if he wanted me to sleep in his room. He said I could if I wanted to. I wanted so. I explained there was no auto pilot, so she called the dog and went below. Since she had visited a farm in the Cambridge countryside and shall we say had carnal knowledge of the farmer`s dog I had been second fiddle anyway, according to her I was half the length and a third of the girth of that bloody dog, and had a quarter of the energy!We had been married for some years and I had been used and cuckolded on more occasions than I could count, once more with the dog would be just that, once.