It became a regular part of our married life seduction. After her last day off, she told me, “He doesn’t want you to fuck me anymore.”“So, wha... did he say?” she asked, as we put away the few groceries. “Well,” I began, “he repeated what you told me, that he doesn’t want me to have sex with you,” I began, looking her in the eye, and holding her close. “He said this,” I slipped my hand between her legs, rubbing her through her pants, “belongs to him.”“You better listen to him,” she laughed, “he’s. I could see her eyes shining in the gloom, the sheet, that’s all the cover we used in the summer, pulled up to her chin. Her clothes were on the basket beside the side table and I was glad she was on the right side, for I could only sleep on the left hand side of the bed. I could also see her breasts pushing up the sheet and the shape of her body underneath as I walked round to the other side. I didn’t try to cover myself or turn round as I got undressed, dropping my clothes on the floor. I saw. That there had been someone with her was obvious at a glance. Rosemary was all but naked and was struggling to get a pair of panties on. On the floor lay a pair of men’s socks and the curtains over an open window were billowing lightly in the breeze. There was a shocked silence for nearly a minute. They stood staring at each other, Rosemary’s face was white and she was trembling, Glen could smell the distinctive fishy odour of sex. He felt a cold calm take hold of him and he said, ‘When you’ve. Within a few minutes this girl sits next to me and I immediately started checking her out. She was wearing a short skirt that showed her beautiful slender legs and she had dark brown hair and a gorgeous face. I decided to myself that im gunna try to fuck her tonight. Except I was in for a huge surprise. . .We started talking and we really hit it off probably we both had some alcohol in us. I ended bringing her home and we started making out passionately just when we got in my bedroom. We.