She very carefully spread her legs so I could sink three fingers in her freshly fucked pussy. I pulled the fingers out of her and put them in my mouth... Sure enough she had been fucked. She wouldn't let me fuck her so I went back to sleep. I was up first and started the coffee and bacon and eggs. After everything was going I peeked in the room and saw my wife facing away from the door laying on her side. Tim was sawing his cock in and out of her. I went back in the kitchen area and when. I want to tell her that I want her but I am way to shy. So instead I make a stupid comment about how it has been so long since I have had a girlfriend, or even a date. Moving to the area has been tough. She proceeds to tell me how I am a very attractive young man and girls my age should be all over me. She says the fact that I can afford to buy a place at my age should make me extremely desireable. I tell her about how I am shy and don't meet new people easily. Then she tells me as an. She finally composed herself, went to the bathroom and washed her face. She stared at herself in the mirror and tried to smile. She was being ridiculous, she knew; nothing could change what had happened, and she was just thankful that she had not suffered any grievous harm. She remembered reading of rape cases where the woman was beaten, her face scarred and her body slashed; at least all they did was have their way sexually, and looking back, she knew it hadn't been as bad as she had thought. I felt a hand on my chest and a head near my shoulder. I looked down and sure enough it was Dani cuddled up on me. This can’t be good, I thought. My mind examining our position, her right leg straddle my left leg, her left hand on my chest, her right hand somewhere between us. Eh, not so bad. Oh no, is that my left hand was wrapped around her holding her against me, my right hand. Where is my right hand, I thought. Becoming more aware of how we were my right hand was on her left thigh where it.