I looked at her, and said, “Can you turn over?” speaking softly. “What do you wan to do?” Casey answered, as though she knew whatever it was, ...t would be fun. “I want to lick you from behind, and then fuck you doggy-style,” I said. “Sounds like fun,” Casey said, almost in a whisper. We had done it doggy-style a few times before, during our threesomes with Stephanie, but I had been gentle with her, because it was less than three weeks since I took her virginity. I was planning a nice gently. “But you enjoyed it. What man wouldn’t?”I held her cool eyes. “I didn’t. I was too scared to move or enjoy what was happening.”She sat back, crossed her arms, and glanced at the mirror. She looked fairly young. Probably not long out of college and training at Quantico. Of course, some of that could have stemmed from her size. It was possible I was making her mad, claiming something only women usually claimed. Her voice was steady when she asked, “What could have possibly made you that. Then I withdrew and waited.She just stared dumbfounded, but didn’t move. Then in another instant she just slowly moved her head and eyelids down, as though staring at something in the bed sheet between the two of us. She had communicated all she had to in that moment of surrender. I then started boldly kissing her face and then slowly moved my hand to her breasts and felt it. She was both shy and at the same time naughty. Then I asked her if I can see her breasts and if she can remove the. Two hours later I suddenly woke as my wife walked into our bedroom. It was dark and I acted like I was still asleep. A few minutes later she slipped underneath the covers next to me. I could no longer sleep wondering what had happened, and I turned over slightly and said, “So did you enjoy your night out with Rick! Did you fuck him?” “You really want to go into this right now? It’s late!” my wife said. “Yes, I do! I want to know if you fucked him or not.” “If you really want to know right.