Well three weeks ago Kat (my wife) called Linda and made arrangements to pick her up at 2pm the next day only to get there and no one home no note no ...othing boiling mad Kat comes home yelling telling me I WELL GET EVEN... I try to call Linda but she didn't pick up 7:30 there is a knock at the door Kat looks out and locks the door, Linda calls and Kat takes the phone off the hook this goes on for two weeks. On monday of the third week Kat comes in smiling I ask why and she just says you will. Just a little tired still," you mumble as you get up and walk over to the fridge grabbing a glass on the way. Pouring yourself some grape juice, you turn around as your sister, Laura comes into the kitchen wearing a long night shirt and boxers. You replace the juice in the fridge and return your seat at the table as Laura sniffs at the smell of the pancakes."Smells great, Mum. How much longer will they be?" she asks."Not long. Just have one more to cook," she replies.Satisfied, Laura comes over. My friends, however, think I'm blind and they feel that Wendy's probably taking her flirting a lot farther than I think. I scoff at their remarks and remind them; Wendy and I aren't single anymore, we're married. They always smile when I say that.So it didn't surprise me when she mentioned that she had become close to some new people at her work. She had just started this job about 6 months ago and everything has been fantastic for her so far. In that short time Wendy has made several new. She still had the illusion that it was her controlling the game but her body told her to follow her feelings, especially those around her pussy. She turned towards the guy and dropped to her knees, amazing herself on how fast she managed to get his dick out of his pants. She really had felt a hard on against her behind a little earlier. Richard’s cock was standing at attention, awaiting new orders and he grinned when he noticed he wouldn’t be disappointed. With a hot look in her eyes Dorette.