How the fuck did I end up like this?My marriage to Cathy was comfortable; there were not a lot of demands placed on either of us. Besides who needs th...t kind of drama anyway? The kids were grown and out the door. Life was pretty mellow. Our sex life reflected that - pretty vanilla, we had sex 2 to 3 times a month, standard fare. We kissed, we fondled, I went down on her until she came, we fucked, I came. One cum each, which was the way it had been for years. Oh I got a little oral sex, usually. As I was pulling up the driveway of the sister’s house, I saw the door open and Angie came running toward me. I put the vehicle in park and hurried out. Angie wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight. I could feel her body quivering. I could smell the beautiful scent of her essence. I placed my arms around her and pulled her tight.“I’m here now. I won’t let anything happen to you.”Angie didn’t say anything at first. She just held me tight.“I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you,” she. When I asked how many loads each guy thought he could shoot they all said at least 2. I challenged them to 3. lol. “Why don’t we make a game of it,” I said, “if you guys are up for it.” They looked at me wanting more details.“If you guys promise to stay until each one of you gives me 3 loads I’ll promise you that I will stay and do whatever you need to make you shoot 3 loads.”As I finished the last word one of them leaned over and kissed me. That’s another thing I have found about married men.. It shouldn't have been a surprise to me by the way things were goingtoday that by accident my voice would hit that sweet spot the lady-boyperson in the videos was talking about."Rubber baby buggy bum... Oh my God..." I stopped.I immediately covered my mouth with both hands and had the look of uttersurprise the moment I spoke my first words in a feminine voice.My mother looked up and simply raised an eyebrow with a smirk on herface."How much wood could a woodchuck chu... What is going on?" I.