"I sat in stunned silence as my wife told me in graphic detail about watching Werner fuck her best friend. She confessed that she wanted Werner to fuc... her that night and that she had constantly thought about his "big gorgeous cock" constantly ever since."Your dick is nice baby," she told me, "but his is amazing. I have been dreaming of fucking him ever since that night. Every time we have had sex since November I was wishing it was Werner fucking me."I was in shock. I wasn't mad. I was hurt. He came up with an ingenious device based upon his work with the silence that he called a memory manipulator. The first blast knocks you u*********s and when you awake it gives you a new alternate timeline of memories. He made it so when he was looking at the people of Christmas he genuinely believed he was a wanderer from another town placing lucky charms around the town thus not having to try and fight the truth field as he didn't know he was lying; quite brilliant really. Once these had been. After some time she took my hand and asked if we could go back. There was no question what she was thinking about. I said okay I knew that I was committed, there was no going back. Her daughter had made me extremely horny in the morning, and I was still was.Madhu Aunty changed into a silk nightgown and got into bed. I removed my clothes down to my jockey’s, switched off the lights and got in next to her. I put my arm around her and started kissing.She was very nervous, and I told her we would. . it was over and my legs could no longer hold me up. I slid towards the floor, sat there for a moment, and then slumped to my side.The euphoria of my orgasm soon evaporated. It was replaced with a guilt that ate at me from a dozen different angles. It would have been bad enough if I had made Troy cum, but I had let myself get in a position to allow him to perform a sexual act on ME! Not only perform the act, but perform it to completion.This was unforgivable. I had been led, little-by-little,.