"I was beautiful until this happened. None of my clothes fit me. I look like a beached whale and I'm wasting my fitness club membership." Hmmm..." I t...ied to look sympathetic, but this woman only wanted to complain. She still looked gorgeous, almost ridiculously so, and I hadn't been happy to learn that my husband's secretary had modeled for Playboy.Sandy wasn't a centerfold, but she could have been. She'd appeared three years in a row for Playboy's 'Girls of the Fortune 500' pictorials, and. Ted was pulling on one of her nipples and Zach was leaning over him trying to get at the other one.Trish was in the seventh heaven, trapped between these young men. Two different hands pinching and pulling on her nipples, a cock hitting her clit with each thrust, and her arse being assailed by another man who was initiating her into the delights of that most taboo vice, anal sex. She was being driven into a hypnotic state, that she never wanted to end. There was a second orgasm ready whenever. 'What was she still capable of doing to me?' I thought. We were friends on social media and I'd jerked off to her fairly recently, but seeing her in person was completely different. It made my heart sink when I saw her as if I was seeing an ex. Thinking back now, we were more in love and intimate and caring so many years ago than most adult relationships I'd seen. As I was stroking thinking of her in her black skirt and tank top, my cock felt like it was going to explode and I leaned over the. After a couple of those sessions and I gave up entirely.She was the dutiful wife and mother. Full meals were prepared three times a day. The house was kept germ-free, clean and tidy. She shuttled our son around to all his events. She was the perfect robot; actually robots would probably be programmed to show more emotions.Then we got the call. She answered and it was soon evident that something bad had happened. All her lack of emotion these last couple of months appeared to have returned in a.