I was covered with perspiration. My relaxation seemed to continue until I fell into a deep sleep.In the morning during breakfast my thoughts went bac... to that intense feeling that I had experienced. Suddenly I was brought back from my reverie when mommy asked, “What’s wrong Carly? Don’t you feel like eating?”“No, I’m okay,” I said as I spooned my mouth full.“She zoned out like all girls do,” Bobby said.“Bobby, what makes you such an expert on girls?” mommy asked.I looked at him and saw he. “I told you that you should stick around,” Misty playfully said after our kissing lips had parted.“That was amazing.” was all I could think of in a lame reply.Misty merely smiled and took my hand and said, “Let's get something to drink. I worked up a thirst.”Before Misty could lead me out of the social room, I glanced over at the still nude brunette. She was sitting up on the ottoman, mostly recovered but still a glow. I smiled at her and told her how beautiful she was, especially when she. We changed positions and I fucked her from behind while describing all of the naughty things she would do this evening. When he knocked on the door I told my wife to remain naked. The three of us sat, the men popped some beers, laid the ground rules and turned on some porn. We thought we would move a little slowly but our new friend had quite another idea! Two minutes in to the movie his hands were deftly exploring her body. He gently rubbed her thigh, caressed her breast and belly and finally. But that was different. If he had been caught then, there might have been a fight, but it would probably have been followed up with something less drastic than what was going on now. A divorce at worst, though that would have been terrifying. Now, though, he had been caught not only with sleeping with Dianna, the maid, but then Desiree had gone into a rage and ransacked his office. And what she had found and how she reacted terrified him. She had found seven boxes of magazines, covering just.