”“Oh, I’m sure there is. Jennifer’s request. I’m guessing Josie is struggling with that. And for good reason.”“The same reason you and y...ur wives are struggling with it,” Elyse said.“Yes. The Lay’s Potato Chips problem!”“No one can eat just one!” Elyse laughed. “But with you it’s never just one!”“That’s Kara’s usual line,” I chuckled as we climbed into bed and got under the covers.“How is that different from Bethany?”“Night and day,” I said. “Bethany and I were never meant to be together.. After a short while, a black guy approached, asking if he could invite us a drink. Victor smiled at him and answered of course he could.He introduced himself as Joseph. We made a toast to us and started to chat. Joseph was a truck driver, staying for the night at our nice town.His skin was very dark; but the guy was handsome and muscled. He had an elegant type and a nice smile. I asked if he was married and he laughed.Victor asked him where he was spending the night and Joseph said he had tried. Luis was enjoying the ass, he found it very slick from his friends' cum. It was still tight enough to have friction, and the walls still clung to the hard shaft moving in and out. Luis fucked at a leisurely pace, his dick was around 8 inches, but the uncut head was extremely sensitive. If he moved too fast, he also came too quick. He preferred to move slower and enjoy the fuck for awhile before he shot.Steve was laying across the desk, very passively. His mind was busy worrying about having no. With the birth of each child our sexual escapades got less and less frequent. After Mark was born I resumed my secret life to fulfill my needs. For years I was able to have my cake and eat it too. I loved my life with Christine and the kids and I loved the fun I had with professionals. I loved being able to do the things that would make my wife cringe when asked. I loved being dirty and spending time with women who, as long as I had the money, let me do whatever I wanted. Like all good things.