Because if she was replacing me, then I’d have to kill her." She said in a low voice. She smiled and kissed Elisa on the lips, Before going to stand...in front of the girl.Vilen got on her knees and looked at the girl. "Elisa told me you’re her sister-in-law." Vilen said. "But she didn’t tell me your name." Vilen added.The girl looked at Elisa as if wanting to know if it was safe to say her name. Elisa nodded and smiled. "Its okay. She’s good." Elisa smiled at her. Assuring her that Vilen could. We spent the evening drinking beer in the bar across from the mall, and I offered her a ride home, even though I was really in no fit state to drive. We kissed for the first time before we got into the car, and on the way to her parent's house we stopped in a secluded lane where our kissing quickly developed into something more physical, although my inexperience and the effects of the beer meant that the best we could manage was a fumbled joining which left us both unsatisfied. Afterwards,. .are you sure that you´re not a whore?”To tell him the truth, that most of it was drying right now, suddenly became to complicated. There was no place to put her clothes. His finger were already close to her pussy. She was getting wet. Very wet. Somehow she managed to get an old t-shirt to the bottom of the stack. A finger slid up her pussy. “okay, you can fuck me..”“Are you sure?”“Yes..but it has to be out here...and we have to be very quiet...”There was no way she would let him into the. His heart stops, he can’t breathe, and he feels like he’s going to pass out. Afterwards, he just has to deal with it, the painful anxious reality that his sweet beautiful wife has been fucking another man.And then they have that tearful emotional talk that every cuckold is intimately familiar with, where she slowly, shyly confesses to him what’s been going on, for how long, that she didn’t mean to hurt him, and that she still loves him. She doesn’t tell him everything right away. Instead it.