When we moved in with me she brought a shirt that her other lover gave her. When I asked about the shirt she confessed about hanging out with him howe...er she denied having sex with him. This story is about how I made her to confess that she had sex with him. One afternoon my wife and I were getting into one of our weekend afternoon fuck sessions, I call them fuck seasons as they can go on for a couple of hours, depending on how much energy and time we have. During these sessions I usually have. She told me it is like a "cum-sicle," and she must mean the flavorspreads over the entire shaft and she licks it clean. Anyway, I was in thekitchen during all of that part. The next time I looked in on them was the first time I saw them on thebed together. By that time Dave had recovered his hard-on and Julie wasstraddling his hips, raising and lowering her pussy onto the cock she hadjust sucked a big bunch of come out of. Dave was sure getting a good fuck. Julie and he both looked over. T was another-what would normally be, boring friday at school, halfway through the term. But it was actually a good day - besides more crappy weather, as I was part of the school production crew and was incharge of setting up and mixing sound for the entire show, and it wasn't small. It's is some of the best fun I have at school. It was coming up 7:30am, school started at 9, but I found it more productive working solo except for the fact that the hall was freezing and the heating was more like. As i approached one of the tables he turned me around and again began to unbutton my jeans, this time dropping them to the floor followed by my boxer shorts, he then pushed me onto my back on the table and started to undo his trousers and take out his cock, with my legs now in the air, he bent down and started to tongue my arse getting it nice and wet in preparation for the moment he would ease his cock into me. As he stood up he began to roll a condom onto his throbbing cock and began to probe.