I started fingering with my index finger then added my middle finger to it, then the ring finger and the thumb. And at a point, my entire hand was goi...g in and out of her pussy.She was dripping wet and was screaming at the top of her voice. Ronny u bastard fuck me fuck your bitch aren’t you in me right now. Don’t tease me more you bastard. Were her words. I really liked the way she wanted me. But I wanted to tease her more. I told her to close her eyes and then I tied her hands to the bed. I. I don't know how all husbands approach this situation, but I have a very strong opinion that a wife should never be alone with another man unless she asks her husband first. Terry knew I wouldn't put up with any shit about it not being a big deal because Jackie was there. I trusted Jackie slightly less than her obnoxious husband.Eventually, I gave up on trying to make Terry see my side of things. I just hoped that she wouldn't get talked into anything stupid. I wasn't sure what these people. But that's a story for another time. We ended up doing this regularly, perhaps once every 2 weeks. It was always just a blowjob and I would wear various lingerie or outfits. As I worked from home I would more often than not dress for the office in satin or leather skirt, satin shirt and heels. And I was always made up with thick, rich lips. We still chatted almost daily and Phil opened up to me with many of his fantasies. He adored satin as did I and we revealed he had a smoking fetish. That. Ann Smith, Steve's girlfriend, was the archetypical girlfriend for Steve - a pretty full-figured blond. Her friend, Caroline Smith (no relation), was a small slight cute girl with red hair and freckles. A good match for Arthur if she could take a joke.With Paul, Jane, Alice, and Barb in attendance, the living room was crowded. Jane felt more at home than she had all summer. Her new friends were here. Her friends from high school didn't seem to have goals. The people in this room were like she.