I gave my pussy a nice close shave and then I put on the outfit my husband left for me. I stood in front of the mirror and just stared. I left the top...mostly undone and moved my right tit out from under the fabric. I sat on the bed and spread my legs a little to expose my freshly shaven pussy. I moved my left hand to my tit and began to rub my nipple as my right hand slowly sank under the short skirt to find my wet pussy waiting for its fingers. Moving in circles I rubbed all around my pussy. ....at all. We went outside, I wanted to see the goods. He was apprehensive, but I told him no show no go. We went behind his car, (a nerdy Hyundai) and he pulled out his dick. He was wide, not just more than me (or most others), he was wrist wide. He didn't seem overly long, but he was nervous so some shrinkage was certainly at play. He won, he would be fucking my wife.Having waited out her period I set my plan in motion. She was to follow all directions given her via text. We get ready in the. Habit of a lifetime, I was up first and made coffee. Amy of course was right behind me, and as we sat and sipped coffee, considering our new life, Ce staggered to the table. After a second cup and everyone was cognizant, I asked the obvious. ‘What now?’ Amy took the lead. CeCe was about to find out she wasn’t the center of the equation anymore. ‘First, we find each other again. You’re not automatically moving in, CeCe. We aren’t that comfortable with each other physically yet. Emotionally,. ” I said as I grabbed her by both wrists, spun her around and brought her close.I whispered forcefully in a deep voice I had yet to use into her ear: “Here’s my deal, if you survive sex with me, I get you out, and I give you a new name, a place to stay, and your own free will. Whaddya say girlie, you think you can handle one last stand?” My voice was now an acrid hoarse tone, like the growl of a wolf defending their kill. “Bring it on, bitch.” She said and slammed herself into the bench in.