One of the soldiers tapped on the rear car window and said, " One more minute, Lieutenant, sir." Hans turned to her."Greta, our time has run out. Do y...u think you can be a convincing actress with this vile bastard?" He looked anxious and afraid. Wanting her to say she could, but hating the fact that she had to."Hans, my liebschen, I love you. I can get through this. But will you? Will your knowing what I have done with this man hurt you so deeply it kills your love for me? That would kill me. I read the chat log and was confused for a bit. It was me talking to her, but I hardly ever talk to my wife over the computer. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks! This wasn't me talking to her, it must have been Ron, or maybe even Andy, pretending to be me! Whoever it was, was trying to set my wife up.After some sweet talking, by whom she thought was me, my wife agreed to babysit Andy's little sister Megan and her friend Amy. The chat went on until Megan and Amy arrived. My pretender explained. I could hear strong wind roaring past our house depositing thick layers of snow in our driveway and everywhere with its every sweep. My premonition turned out right. I would not be going back tomorrow.Though, I was not in high spirits, I helped mom in decorating the Christmas tree and in other household chores. We avoided talking to each other. Sometimes mom tried to talk with me but when she found that I was not willing she gave up. So we worked silently. It was clear from the weather that. “Do you like it when I fuck you”, he asked. “Yes, I replied. “God yes!” My hands were rubbing my tits and I was trying to keep up with his thrusting. My body was humming with pleasure. “Fuck me harder!!” , I cried out. “You like that? ” he asked. “Do you like it when I fuck you hard?” My reply was muffled as I reached up to bite as his neck. I was cumming and god it felt good! His thrusting increased and I was delirious from the pleasure. My head was spinning, my body was slick with sweat. Yet.