By Wednesday I was beginning to feel much better. My bruises along myribs were starting to dissipate but they would be with me for a fewmore weeks yet... My hand felt perfectly fine and I was anxious to getthe cast off but the doctor said, "No way." He did tell me that hecould look at it in four weeks though. By now I was feeling comfortablein my new body but I still stared at myself in the mirror every day.Every night I would thank God and the star and everything that mighthave had a hand in my. Another thing about this was that whenever she was told this by Richard, she would tell me about it in some detail while we were making love, which I admit would get me more excited than normal. This became a normal part of our sexual fantasy, leading me to suggest that she take him up on his offer. This again became a normal part of our sex talk. Nothing was done about this until one night in the pub. Whilst a group was singing live and the pub was full to the rafters, my wife found herself. Then she licked her two fingers and inserted it in her shorts. I was out of control and removed my pant. I started stroking my penis. Her eyes grew brighter. She was gazing at my eight inch cock. Her fingers pounded her wet pussy. She was now looking in my eyes and was moaning. I silently went near her and brought my penis near her mouth and kept it on her silky rosy lips.She tried speaking, “bhaiya mein aapka lund muh mein nahi lungi”. At first she was hesitant but soon she melted. She closed. To my surprise, Amy too kissed me back. I climbed on her and we both started making out with each other. It was not until few minutes when she pushed me aside and said something that gave me goosebumps.“This thing is a gift for this slut,” she looked at me with that dildo in her hand.“I stuffed this in my pussy when I left home, and it’s been inside me for last 4 hours now,” she said looking at the wet, shiny dildo.She took that dildo and pushed it into my mouth until it disappeared completely.