They fucked and sucked. Paul ate her pussy. He held her hips while watching another man's cock go in and out of her cunt, come inside her. They kissed...as she was fucked, as he fucked another woman. Whatever was done at the Zaftig Society, they did it together. They shared something that Paul had never shared with his own wife— they enjoyed carnal satisfactions that Paul never suggested to his own wife. That he robbed her of all those years while they had the perfunctory, routine sex of a. “We even talked about where we could put a candy counter,” then she laughed and said, “guess all I need is to find our supplier.”“We talked about something else, too,” she said, “you haven’t forgotten, have you? Yours and Kayla’s night together?”I sat with my jaw working up and down, no sound coming out. Forgotten? Hell yes, I had. Crap, I didn’t know what to say, “What? Yeah. No.” I was stammering. “With everything else, I thought…”“You thought what? That we wouldn’t do it?”“Well, yeah, kind. I became very nervous and was trying to think what I had looked at. She untied the belt and slowly opened her robe. She was wearing an lacy purple bra, a harness and strap on dildo. Apparently I was looking at a strap on movie. She said that she always wanted to get one and use it on her boyfriend but she was lucky when he did his 5 minute missionary hump. I walked up and and kissed her lightly then with a crazy amount of passion. I then stared kissing down her chest, stomach and to the strap. She began to look around wildly, her whole body beginningto shake as she started to cry. Tears flowed freely downher face but still no sounds emerged from her at all.Worse yet, she began to be flooded by internal questions.Worst of all, she knew that somehow she would have to dealwith the problem of her marriage. Although his wife hadtreated Derek with contempt and abuse, he still wanted tomake sure that she would not suffer unduly by his nolonger being a male, or being able to earn.