My eyes followed her finger. It was summer time; we were both dressed in summer casual clothes. I wore a T shirt and summer gym shorts, while she wore...a light blouse with a short dress that exposed about a quarter of her thighs. As her finger made tiny circles on my shirt, it wasn’t long before her finger tip found itself between the elastic waistband of my shorts, and my shirt.I could feel my pulse quicken, and my breathing becoming more intense. All kinds of thoughts came leaping into my. But the fun wasn't over yet.Then the second man moved around and stood in front of Vic, his massive,engorged hard-on throbbing, pointing straight up from a huge ball sack!"Just relax baby, I'm here to give you what you need." He said with asmile as he took hold of his massive member and started steering ittowards Vic's waiting mouth! He tipped Vic's chin up and steered histhrobbing hard-on to Vic's waiting lipsticked and glossed lips, hismouth held open wide by the ring gag. The first man was. How could he face his friends again knowing that they knew he encouraged his wife to fuck another man?The glow of bright lights filled the front room. Justin looked out the front window and saw headlights being shut off and pulled the curtain back. It was their car! Sophie was home, thank God!Justin waited until he saw the shadow of his wife turn the corner near the garage. He could hear the clicking of her high heels on the cement walkway. He almost ran to the door and unlocked it. He quickly. Although he rarely talked about it, she could tell that his hope for social justice and desire to understand what had happened to the US had changed into a visceral hatred of the entire political system and power structure. It was a quiet hatred, biding its time, waiting for the moment when circumstances would allow him to seek revenge. Specifically he envisioned storming corporate offices carrying a crow-bar and crushing the faces of anyone richer than himself. As Ruthie foresaw her.