I love my wife...” You interrupt me, “Whoa, whoa! Don't freak out now. Take another sip of tea, it really helps.” You reach into your pocket and...pull out your cell phone. I squint seeing you flip through it.“Look!” you start, “I've deleted the recording from the night at your house.” You point to your phone's screen, it's blank. You start explaining your motives. How when you caught me fucking myself you wondered what was happening with me. How you hadn't had sex in a while just like me, even. ‘Uh-uh. You can’t get out of it that easily.’ But he leans over to check my hands, making sure I don’t have three fingers up—our non-verbal safeword. I stick my middle fingers up defiantly instead.‘Little brat,’ he growls. The tempo of his thrusts increases, his cock pulsing, and I gag slightly, which only serves to encourage him. I whine—he should be coming inside me—but his hand holds my head firm, not letting me go. Cum fills my mouth and I swallow, relishing the taste of him. He withdraws. “Stacy? She’s nice to everyone.”Lucy gave her a sad smile before unzipping her skirt. “You only see her public persona. She’s always delightful with you. But every time we’ve met, her jealousy is visceral. I’m sure, given her druthers, she’d rip my heart out, chew it up and spit it out at your feet. She’s catty on a whole different level, and I and your other girlfriends are your pet canaries.”Em studied her as she removed her blouse. “I’ve never seen that side of her. Are you sure it isn’t. ” Lori said out loud and then mouthed to me “in more ways than one”.It was obvious that Rachel was trying to avoid any possible impropriety, but she kept looking at the towel wrapped around me. Specifically at my crotch area.Twenty minutes later, I was dressed and announced that it was time for me to head home.Rachel asked if it would be possible to give her a lift to Sue’s house as they had plans for the day. Told her, “No problem” thinking that what happened last night was a one off thing and.