I told her we needed to switch positions, and told her to get on her knees and bend over. She quickly moved, and I saw that tight little arse pointing...up at me, I moved behind her, and lifted her skirt up so I had easy access and slid my cock deep in her tight little pussy, I saw her little arsehole open an close as I slid in, and it gave me an idea. While I was sliding in and out of her I sucked my finger to make it nice and wet and slid it in her tight arse, she moaned even louder, and begged. She wiped him down with the chamois cloth then towel-dried him before brushing him down and putting the oil stuff on his hooves. She didn’t braid his mane or tail after she brushed them. She knew Sun Fire didn’t like his mane braided and several times had pulled out the rubber bands on the braids at the base of his neck by his withers, so she just brushed it and let it air-dry on its own. She led him back into the barn to a clean stall while she cleaned the 2 messy stalls that the horses were. "Sit down." Drive!"Tom closed the door and lurched the bus into gear. Brittany stumbled forward."You asshole!" she shouted. "You did that on purpose." I told you to sit down," he said calmly with a smirk. Brittany would wish she could sit down soon."Shut the fuck up. You're just a fucking bus driver."That was his plan."God. Some people," Brittany continued to grouse. "They think they own the world. Who the hell do you think you are?" Just the bus driver," he said staying calm."That's fucking. Stay overnight with your lovers. Talk with them openly on the phone within earshot of your husband including praising their sexual prowess. Refer to them by name in front of and in conversation with your husband. Establish comparisons both good and bad. Make them real to him so that when you are out getting fucked by your lover it isn't just some guy, it is John who also took you to this event or bought that item of clothing, etc.As soon as the reality is clear start to bring it closer to home..