The feeling was a mixture of short sharp pain and overwhelming desire.“I’m going to slip my cock into your tight slut ass, wether you want it or n...t!” He stated very alpha male.“Oh please fuck my ass. Make me your slut!” I breathed, unaware of where the words came from but so pleased that they did. I was about to let a cock go where my husband has begged to go, but always met with refusal. I was about to become the ultimate cheating slut and let a man fuck my ass. My husband would be exploding. Cries went up from his side, and soon, more men were leaping into the defenses and the rout was complete. That young man, the speaker said confidently, was the same man now holding the spear which ended the life of Odysseus.The protests which followed held less fire, and it was decided that a test was needed. Cyril would take charge of the sailors selected for the mission and they would hunt a notorious ship which had been capturing vessels trading to the east. Find that ship, slay its captain,. ." Matt encouraged. "And what might those pointed questions have been?"Courtney looked hard at her husband and blurted, "Multiple wives. I was positive there had to be a lot of jealousy. I just, point blank, asked her how she handled it." Court, that wasn't very nice," Matt admonished."Yeah, I guess." Court, not just 'guess, ' you know that was rude for a guest to ask such a thing. The Matthews have been super to us. Hell, we're even driving one of their vehicles home." Well, I don't think I. Things went along great until my third year of college. I had put off taking all of my math classes until that year because I hated math. Even doing percentages and compounding interest formulas in the accounting classes had me ready to pull out my hair.They assigned me a tutor. Danny Caldwell was the kind of guy I usually looked past to see my date. Someone who looked like Danny would never have registered on my radar at all and when I first met him, it wasn't love at first site.The first.