We were 69ing, her on top, with her big round ass pointing to the door of the bungalow. She was wet as a fountain.That day, she brought my humiliation...to a next level. But I wasn't even discussing or complaining, all this just exceeded my normal reactivity patterns, I was catatonic.He entered silently, grunted, undressed and without a word or any consideration for me, grabbed her hips with his massive hands, managed his baseball bat dick inside her already wet cunt and started to fuck her. I felt ashamed and said “sorry”. He told me that was the silliest thing he had ever heard. I couldn’t know then that he wouldn’t give up. I thought this is it, now he’ll just want to stick his dick in and ride, slam, bam thank you ma,am. I wanted to cry when he said, “we’re just getting started.” He started kissing me slowly, running his tongue around my lips and inside my mouth. I started sucking on his tongue like I wanted to suck on his cock. As we were kissing, I felt him reach around and. "Not a single soul showed up," I groaned, taking another sip of wine."You eat yet?" he asked, switching to the other foot. I shook my head as my stomach growled in confirmation.My beloved teddy bear of a husband returned with a heaping plate of fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, and a crescent roll. He fell into his favorite recliner, and focused all of his attention on me.As I nibbled on the chicken, I asked him to give me the rundown on his workday. It wasn't bad, but it was a long way. .. she ... oh hell, I'm guilty, do your worst, but please, before that, let the printer finish..." Her voice trailed off, her manner showing a side of her rarely seen. That was more of a concern than a little mess easily cleared before opening time.Whatever it was that had Dee so absorbed it seemed the printer would explain. Walking down the corridor on the way to the office the smell of fresh coffee grew more intense. Normally I prefer EG but since Zoe had entered my life her preference for.