Again. But she had no idea what it was, or where it had come from. And after all that waiting, after all the thrill of her official paperwork, the mom...nt of satisfaction paled in the curious wonder of receiving something else that she wasn't expecting. Carefully sliding the diploma back in its envelope, Becky opened the box that also had her name on it.And inside, with a little note, was a computer. And not the old tannish box her mom had on a cheap desk in one corner of her bedroom: a brand. It took me nearly a month to plan, and it was veryrisky, but the possible reward was worth it. If thingsbackfired, I’d surely piss off my wife on ouranniversary and wind up divorced. But if things wentwell, our sex life would change forever.As our day approached, she asked what I wanted for agift. I held her close and told her that I wanted herto be my little slut for one night. When she askedwhat I meant, I told her that I wanted her to dressand do what I asked, for one night. Initially,. Going to my bedroom wrapped in a towel with my cock poking out was going to be a problem, so I decided to take care of the problem myself. After applying the body wash, I stroked myself off, imagining Amy bent over the living room sofa fucking her from behind.I envisioned my thighs slapping her buns, sending shockwaves through her ass cheeks, as she screamed with pleasure. I quickly felt an orgasm building as my hand moved with a blur. I groaned, picturing her in a position we hadn't been in. Dev asked me to get up and take off my jeans and I followed obediently. He stroked my ass with his both hands and pulled the thin strap of the lacy thong from behind. It stretched pulling me behind and then with a sudden jerk he released it. It hit my ass harshly and he laughed. He repeated the same thing again and again while sipping vodka and my ass was getting sore and painful with each hit. Anu also watched this coolly sipping her vodka. At last I could not take it and began crying. Tears.