I still loved her. I know I’d told her all along that I wanted her to find someone she could marry, but now that it’s happened, it was a lot diffe...ent than I’d imagined…much harder. At the same time I was sincerely happy for her. Complicated, hunh? I struggled through the next couple days, going back to our empty house after work. Whenever Michelle was with Shaun I enjoyed lying in bed and imagining what they were doing. Thursday I was watching Megyn Kelly, but my mind was elsewhere. I was. I had a quick fantasy about how much fun it would be to fuck Laura at least once myself. After all, she was as sexy as hell. I'd been good and faithful to my wife, but I was still young enough to mentally lust after hot women.I guess my fantasy was a bit too much, and my cock started to move on its own. I tried to flush the image out of my mind, but I wasn't fast enough. As my dick started to get hard, the end moved up my stomach and touched Janet's hand. She noticed it right away and put her. With my excitement, I normally came very quickly often apologising to her for not getting her to orgasm. In our post sex state, me satisfied, Debbie frustrated, she would continue to play with my cum sticky wilting cock and tell me about all the cocks that had fucked her before we got married and elaborate on how they all were much bigger than mine. She mentioned that she had five lovers prior to our marriage but I’m sure she was being most conservative. She was now in her prime and sexual. 'Eight years, nine mebbe, I ain't seen her, but we're friends so I'm gonna fix her goddam life an' then I'm gonna make good an' sure whoever beat up on her hurts way bad. Now go sit with them, keep 'em calm.' She reached up, touched my cheek softly. Excellent. Loyal friendship, righteous anger push most women's buttons real good.'You're a pretty good friend to have, I guess.' Way to go, Kirsty. You too, I hope.Damn, the meal was weird. Kids were starving, ate like their plates were gonna be.