I work out a lot, but I also remodel houses, doing most of the work myself.I'm divorced after a fourteen year marriage. My wife was the chairperson of...a fundraising effort for our local library and she and the co-chair, a lawyer named Bo Jackson, decided that some of their time would be well spent fucking instead of fundraising.How I found out; I walked in on them. He was buried in her pussy, her dress was up over her backside and her panties pulled to one side and she was bent over our kitchen. It was close to 3:00 am and they had been driving for almost three hours. It was a clear night with the moon out in its full glory, bathing the countryside in a silver glow. They were getting close to where her farm house was located. She saw some headlights far behind her. She was getting more nervous. Being out in the country like this, there shouldn’t be hardly any cars out this early in the morning.“Holly see that gas station just ahead?”“Yes.”“Pull over just before it and let me out. Just. She then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my mouth off her lover's cock. He was hard now and ready to fuck. My wife ordered me over to a chair and told me to keep my mouth shut and my hands off my prick. She told me to pay attention and watch how a real man fucks a woman. With that she threw a pillow on the floor, stripped off her lycra mini-dress and laid on her back on the floor. She motioned for her stud to mount her. He didn't waste much time and was thrusting his monster cock in and out. She wanted to feel his hot spunk shoot into her womb and impregnate her young fertile body.Wait, she knew that Magnus’ magic had long protected her from becoming pregnant. She had never been the type who wanted to be tied down caring for a squalling brat, not even her own. What kind of magic was making her desperately want to bear this man’s child?Magnus had neglected to tell Meg certain things. One was that the magic potion she had secretly given the Princess radiated outward from its victim.