This was my idea for a number of reasons which included the humiliation of our marital bed being violated (the ultimate cuckold remember), and safety....I wanted to make sure my wife was safe, and being at home with me there would ensure that to a degree.My wife made a suggestion that on Saturday night I would not be present – I was not allowed to watch, and had to sleep in the spare room next to our bedroom. This I agreed upon as I could understand the reason why –first time nerves and all. Tom said, you see how the girl is alone in that movie? Katie replied, “yah.” Well sometimes when people are alone they massage their private parts because it feels good. You see people have sex with each other because they love each other and it is a special way to show each other. Plus it feels really good so sometimes people have sex for fun. But sometimes when people are alone and they want to feel good they touch themselves. So is that what you were doing Tom, touching yourself? Yes I was. "Do you?"She shook her head. The heat that he was spreading through her body won out over the knowledge that they shouldn't be doing this. That they should be doing anything but this."Don't worry, Sarah. I'm here this week to meet your needs. And judging from how you were touching yourself when I found you, this," He gave a particularly hard thrust, and a cry of pleasure nearly escaped her mouth before he clamped his hand down around it. "Is one of those needs."Fuck, he could feel her pulsing. ”I shook my head and walked past her into the house.“Where are you going?” she bellowed.I showered and made dinner for Bobby and a salad for myself. Bobby looked at me pensively while we ate.“Pearl, Honey can we loan Heather some money for a couple of outfits?” he asked.I felt like throwing my fucking fork through his forehead. By we ... he meant me. I was sure that he hadn’t suddenly got the deposits or fees from several houses he was scheduled to paint.But I held my temper, because I loved.