“Who the hell are you?” Shouted the stranger in a high pitched voice. They were pointing something that looked like a gun at us. “And how the he...l did you get in here?”Ella and I just froze from the shock.“Well, explain yourselves!” The stranger shouted, angrier this time. I looked at him, or her. It was disconcerting as I could not be sure whether our stranger was a masculine woman or feminine man. They were wearing makeup and their straw blonde hair was cut in a pageboy style with a sweeping. .Fir wo kuch saman le k chaligyi…Aise hi ek din dopehar koghar pe koinahi tha..To hum normally bat kar rhe the..Tabhi usne bat bat pe gf k bare pucha..To maine kanha gf banane ka tym ni h mere pas…Mera to simple sa moto h khao pio niklo…Wo thodi shocked ho gyi fir has k boli kafi fast lagte ho…Maine kaha kya karun fast hona padta h….Aur waise bhimujhe apni age k ladkiome koi khas interest ni h…To usne kaha aisa kyun ??? To maine kaha bas ab aisa h to h…To usne kaha sirf bate hi bde bde karte ho. For your boss you go commando! You did fuck him, didn’t you?”“Brad ... please don’t be mad! It wasn’t like that.”“You didn’t fuck him?!”“It’s hard to explain. I mean that. I really can’t explain it. He ... he made me. He made me do things; terrible things I didn’t want to do.”“Things? What things?”“Brad, don’t make me do this. You don’t want to know. I did what I thought I had to do. It was awful. But...”“But what?”“But it ... it was more than that. It’s hard to explain. I hated it. I hated. She came big time, jacking her cunt face down while we again ravaged her cunt and ass. It was all beautiful and I hoped for more. She had different ideas and later we talked and she drew a line - no more play with another cock except as fantasy. From that time, and though my perfect submissive otherwise, there was only fantasy cock talk between us. When a wife draws a line - you can only respect it. That didn't end the marriage, but in hindsight it was the beginning of the end.All these visions.