She had outdone herself thistime. There was no androgyny to this look. This was a full on, shortwoman's hairstyle and, save for the highlights, was ex...ctly like hers.She then shielded my eyes as she emptied what seemed to be an entire canof hairspray onto it. "Now, don't even think about washing this tonight.I want this to be just like this when you come in here tomorrow.Understood?" "Yes, Ma'am," I whispered and started to stand. For thesecond time that evening her firm, perfectly manicured. I have sometimes wondered, like I was now, would I go back? Not in this fuckin’ lifetime! And another thing I just realized. I never used to use the fuckin’ ‘F’ word, either. Not ever!Neither said anything more, just wrapped arms, legs, lips and spent the next half hour seducing each other all over again. Until Nick rolled over on top of my beautiful wife and slid himself into her once again. This time, they made slow, passionate love, kissing and exploring each other’s bodies with their hands. I pound her harder and harder, her mouth hangs open like an opera singer, her pupils roll around like a magic 8 ball. She pumps out syncopated "ah's" as our hips smack repeatedly. I muster up some extra speed and fuck her so hard she cums twice at the same time. Her arms jerk around nearly breaking the ropes and bed posts. It is so violent we almost collide our heads.I untie her wrists and free her legs so she can ride me cowgirl style. She leans over and bounces her big booty doing her. Everyone was having a blast. As the night drew to an end, people started filtering out. Sam was drunk, said her goodbyes and went off to bed. Sam was a nurse at the hospital and had to work in the morning and didn't want to be too hungover. Now it was just Ashley, Rick and I. We were just making random drunken conversation. Rick started closing his eyes and was soon passed out. Ashley joked about him being a lightweight. I was getting tired myself and said i was going to bed. I told Ashley that.