The best thing I got from Kevin was getting over my fear of emotionally crippling men. Instead I began to hunt them like foxes.Henry figured out I was...cheating on him. I think he rationalized it by telling himself it was a phase I was going through. He didn't act cuckolded, but I knew his misery was just beginning. I left plenty of scraps for him, not just occasional morsels seeping from my pussy lips, but full intercourse, oral, anal, vaginal, mammarian, whatever he asked for. Henry just. I wasn't expecting you. Can I get you anything? Do you want a drink? Something to eat? We have pizza." I was just babbling while I thought of his big cock. Mistress was making everything up to me now. Maybe I won't talk to my parents. I loved her, even if I did hate what she does to me.Mistress was laughing. "Look whore, I got him over here because you said you wanted his big cock in your cunt. Don't fuck up and make him go away. Before you fuck him I want to see it. Get him naked for me." Yes. I got in the elevator… Reached her floor and rung the door bell…. There she was…. Much more beautiful and bolder than she looked in her dp…. She wore a black one piece…. Her hairs were tied in a bun and black high heels…. She was looking such beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off her….. She waved her hands in front of my eyes and then I was back in my senses…… She welcomed me with a hug and said to come in and make myself-comfortable…… I sat on the couch she locked the door and went. They did drink a lot of wine together."Are you sure about this?" I asked, "I don't want to disrupt the friendship we have with her." I'm sure...she's sure...she thinks your one of the most handsome men she's ever known, by the way."I actually blushed a little."She is expecting you tonight...around eight."**As I walked across the street to Betty's my mind tried to process what my wife had told me. Betty had not had sex for a long, long time, maybe fifteen years, due to Phil's illness before he.