Her finger continued its journey down her stomach, no doubt an imaginary substitute for the riding crop I guessed she was reading about at that very m...ment. I held my breath as her fingers approached the hem of her t-shirt. My own hand was frozen in a tight grip around the head of my cock. Time stood still as Julie, excruciatingly slowly, lifted her hand from her waist to turn the page. She turned her head to check again that I wasn’t watching her from the kitchen, and satisfied I wasn’t, she. Your husband and my wife, Vicki..." No! God, no, no, no!" The words tore from Vicki's throat in an almost pleading tremolo, as if she was trying to convince herself that it couldn't be happening. Her brain seethed with tumbling, reeling thoughts and emotions.That's Kirk, my Kirk, my husband... lying nude in a tub filled with bubble bath with the... the bitch-whore wife of my employer. That's the man I promised to love, honor and obey, until death do us part... lying in there with another. I felt his hot cum hit my neck and after he cummed we both looked down and saw my breast, neck covered with his cum. I rubbed his cum all over my chest area. We layed back down in bed exhausted after pleasuring one another. We fell asleep in each others arms. We woke up about an hour later. We kissed and caressed each other. We stared in each others eyes and smiled. John said ‘Linda I want to be inside you’ and I said to him that I wanted him too. My pussy was aching for his cock. He asked. "I knew it would hurt togive her up, but I also knew that was what she needed. And I had tohelp her do it. When she spoke of you, and Amy, there was anunconscious glow to her, and a terrible pain. It was obvious how muchshe loved, and how much she hurt."Erin sighed, looking down. "So I took what I could for myself, and Itried to help Jamie. And it was working, I think. I'm not sure whenshe might have come home, but I know she was nearly ready to starttalking about it. Nearly ready to see.