I realized that somewhere deep inside myself. The hypnotic jiggling of Roxanne's rhythm left me in a bit of a daze, and my mind wandered back to Angel... — the only girl I'd ever been able to climax with.Angela never spoke. She smiled, nodded, and followed us around simply because we let her. She was like a little sister to us, even though none of us were actually related to her. At the same time, she was a girlfriend to each and every one of us, and none of us. She was skinny, plain, and timid,. I’m making it one of the house rules.”She looked into my eyes and said, “Is laundry a house rule as well?”Confused, I said, “Well, we have to do laundry, kitten.”“Yes, I know. But do I have to do it when you make a mess?”Even more perplexed, I said, “Well, okay, theoretically speaking, if I make the mess I have to clean up. Yes.”She smiled and said, “You made a mess!”I was trying to think. We’d taken our clothes off and left them on the floor, and in fact she’d squirted on my new dress, so all. Our bodies were on fire. She rolled over me and her boobs were pressing against my chests. I grabbed her ass and started pressing. She was rubbing her tummy against my rock hard dick.Slowly she got up. Her face was shinning in yellow flame and in the background of thunders and falling rain. She slowly pulled my boxers and underwear down and my erect penis got out. She was smiling and the atmosphere was giving a surreal effect to it. I got up, grabbed her boobs, kissed her hard.Then I sucked on. I thought I was such a failure, that if I’d been a better wife or more attractive it wouldn’t have happened in the first place!”Now I found myself interrupting her.“Wait Leah, I can’t say why your husband cheats on you but it certainly has nothing to do with you being not attractive enough, of that I can assure you.”“Why thank you Bryan, that’s very kind of you to say. No, the reason he cheats is that he’s a man - pure and simple. At the time I didn’t know that was why but in spite of blaming.