”This was it I guessed, I was expecting Wishes to say she didn’t want to spend time with me any more. I put down my fork.“Does it bother you Wis...es?” I asked concerned.“I think what bothers me is that it didn’t bother me. Do you know what I mean?”I laughed softly. “No, not really, I have to admit I enjoyed it.”“That’s just it, so did I. I don’t know why but it just felt right at the time. But I don’t want you to think I am leading you on. You know I’m not gay, I just like your company.”“I don’t. Upon entry, they provided the necessary information for the required “membership” which allowed the club to operate legally and were then escorted into the actual club. The first sight was a small bar area where they were given a locker key and directions to the change room on the second floor. It was not busy by any means but also not completely dead, exactly as they were hoping.After changing out of their street clothes they decided to tour the club and get a feel for the place. They were. That someone else had cum inside of my wife! My intellectual mind knew this, and I should have been furious…. Yet, I felt compelled to tenderly lick my wife’s recently used and abuse pussy. As I lapped at my wife’s center, Connie now lay over me, her breasts mashed into my back.“You’re enjoying this” Connie whispered, “aren’t you?”I simply moaned in response. As I did, Connie’s hand slid down my back and in-between my butt cheeks. She felt for my scrotum and I found myself lifting my hips to. ” I hung up again.She tried to call me a couple more times, but I ignored it.At 5:32 I heard the garage door going up. I guess Janet wanted to talk after all. I waited in the family room. She walked in and came over, dropping her purse on the coffee table. She didn’t look happy.“Sit down,” I said, pointing at the chair next to the couch. Janet looked sad, and her eyes were red. I think she’d been crying a lot.“Do you still love me?” I asked her. Her face lifted and her eyes darted to me.“Yes!”.