Even though we were arguing I was not prepared for the next outburst that Karen gave.“Mum helped me choose that cologne for you dad; she had a chat ...ith me not long after New Year, wanting to know if I knew of any reason why you would have lied. Oh and by the way, mum told me what happened on New Years Eve: why dad… I thought I meant something to you! But I can see now all I am to you is someone to fuck when mum isn’t here.” That comment from Karen hurt; I was getting close to losing it,“Karen!. A part of me wondered at that, not recalling having removed my clothes. It didn’t matter. I accepted it, letting myself drift along with the tide, eager to find out where it carried me, gasping at the sudden blossoming of love that tore through me. My own thought or theirs, or perhaps all three combined? It made no difference. It was welcomed, as were the fingers that teased me open, and the hands that stroked my thighs, gently spreading them. I could feel myself growing wet with hungry. I, on the other hand, sat quietly under a ceiling fan, took my wet shoes and socks off having been drenched from a heavy downpour. I put my bare feet up on another chair with my shoes to dry them. I was waving my socks in the air as well to help them dry faster. Suddenly…a buzz…little shrieks…he walked in. My eyes met his. He smiled at me, maybe because of how he saw me? I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life! He was to be our classmate. I don’t know if my classmate, Imee, a close friend of. I watched my sexy wife swaying to the music, sandwiched between those giant niggers. She was enjoying their attention and, as they rubbed their bodies against her, she had her eyes closed.I soon noticed that both black men were swinging their crotches against my sweet little wife. Some hands soon began roaming up and down Ana’s tight body. But my sensual wife seemed not to notice at first just how much attention these men were giving her. But suddenly they were both holding her and I could.