Their maturity and experience really turned him on. He had not had much success in his search in his hometown, London. Maybe America would be differen..., he hoped. And it would be an added bonus if she was married. He fantasized about fucking someone else's wife."Alex, why are you single, man?" Daryl asked while they downed their beers."I can't find what I'm looking for," Alex replied frowning."And what is that?" said Daryl."None of these young chicks. They are too much drama. My friends would. She loved it. She felt so full, almost split apart. As he started a slow gentle fucking she came hard. Her asshole squeezing him tight as she did. The fucking picked up pace and the pain faded into this great sting/stretch/pleasure sensation.His fucking got more and more intense. Each time burying his cock balls deep in her and she moaned and pushed back onto him. He slapped her ass cheeks and spoke to her for the first time, calling her slut and cum slut and little ass whore as he spanked her. Then that sorry bastard I went to school with bypasses me and contacts the mercenary himself, gives them the go-ahead, then tells me. Just like the bastard; he was always trying to usurp me, even way back in high school. He stole my girl, but I put a baby in her belly a year after they were married. How in the hell we've remained so-called friends, I'll never know, but if he hadn't figured out what I was doing with the blocks, and I hadn't needed his money to finance this, I would still be in. A few minutes later the three of them went outside the room to chat. They had come back a few minutes later and asked if she was ready to move onto the next level of the interview. “I guess so. We desperately need the money,” my wife reluctantly responded back. This is when they looked over at me and said, “We need to do a complete interview of your wife. This may be hard for you so you may want to consider waiting outside if you like.” My heart began to race with adrenalin as I had no idea.