Nothing seemed to help, in fact, it got worse. It became more often, to the point that every night he’d wake up screaming. As a mother, my heart ach...s that I was unable to help. I spoke of my anguish to a few friends when one told me I should sleep with him. I looked at her like she was nuts. “No, not like that,” she said. “Just in the same bed. You’d both be wearing pyjamas. A mother’s comfort at night is amazing. I do it with my son.” I looked at her like she was mad, but the words got stuck. As I was fucking his wife he would gently squeeze my ball sack. She began to respond again, pulling her hips up to meet every thrust, then moaning again, he said "do you like that long thick cock", she nodded, then we were kissing and me fucking her with faster and harder strokes, I felt her tightening around my cock and knew we were going to come togather, and we did. I was not using a condom, and I filled up that hot pussy, her husband still gently squeezing me. We rested for awhile and. ‘I’m glad. I love a good cum shot. You said your job was stressful. May I ask what you do for a living?’ ‘I’ve been a U.S. Marshal for the past twelve years.’ ‘Oh my,’ Jewel replied. ‘After what I just did for you. Am I . . .?’ ‘No, you are not in any trouble. I enjoyed what you did. I really needed it. I work with the witness protection program and transfer prisoners, along with other duties. ‘ ‘Good. Would you like to use the shower before you leave?’ She asked. ‘I would like that,’ Alex. It was very sudden and there was no real fanfare. One week he was the Minister of the town's church,and the next? He was moving two states away,to become the minister of another church who's preacher had passed away.Jean kept the house and the land. She also kept Billy and Me!"Now I can finally get the old barn converted!" Jean whispered to Billy and I as Bill Sr. backed out of the driveway for the last time. I was kind of sad to see him go,but glad we no longer had to hide everything naughty.