It was like foreplay to us, and served to heighten our mutual desire until our next rendezvous. These messages could be very distracting, especially i... I opened them at work. I only had to read that Sally was the sender, and my heart rate would quicken, and sometimes I could feel pre-cum dribbling as I read her erotic message. We would also spend hours chatting on line some nights, and often, as our passion rose and lust overcame us, we would masturbate together. Sally opened my eyes to so much. I drove to the center and saw a young black guy eating a hamburger in the street. I stopped, showed a naked picture of my wife that I have on my phone and asked him whether he wanted to come home and fuck her. He said no problem and drove with me.When we came home my wife received me very angry, I explained her that I came with a guy for her and she said that she knew because she heard two doors closing after the car stopped, and just jumped in bed.I showed the guy in and he got naked and enter. Susan and Charles told me they wanted to get a few things so we could celebrate after work. Cindy and Sandra were going to miss out, since they had the night off, but Marcus said he'd take Sandra out to celebrate on his own. We all knew that she had an office crush on him so we all leered at the idea.Since all the bars were shut down by then, Susan and Jim offered to get together at their place. When we all got there, Susan ushered us over to their bedroom, the only spot big enough for us all. " She hopped of Jimmy's lap, letting the waistband of his shorts snap back into place. His look of pleasure quickly became that of discomfort.All details of the call aside, the outcome was that they had to go. "Now," she added. They kissed us goodbye, and made promises of "next time" and we were left horny as hell. "That didn't go quite as I had hoped," said Jimmy, with a tortured look on is face. "We need to go play video games or something. I need to think about something else, if you know.