A warmth spread from my clit up into my stomach, and a final groan from Dave sent me over the edge, and as I came I squeezed his cock, releasing the e...ergy built up inside him. He came, suddenly, violently, unendingly, his semen flush inside me, spilling out. The sticky seed pooled underneath us on the sheets, coating my ass and thighs. The last of sounds escaped Dave. He rolled over and breathed loudly. I snuggled into him, filling the spaces made by his body. Long after we had finished we lay. Then a thought enters my head; fuck, I haven’t got knickers on, I had gone to the store without just in case I had the chance to flash. Now though I know my slit wis on full view, my clitoris exposed and my tunnel vulnerable. I feel so helpless, my pussy is getting wet and it has a yearning to be used. This is so hot for me. You're going to fuck me, desire me and use me. Jesus, I’m almost cumming from the anticipation. I wiggle my ass as much as I can, offering a 'cum fuck me' encouragement!. She was wrong on both counts.Little wonder, then, that my wife has tried affairs, the first only months after we married. Anyone reading this would certainly not blame her for doing so, but the truth is that for every man she enjoyed, she paid unfairly by punishing herself with guilt. It helped her a little when she told me what she'd done, but she could never have been expected to understand the curious thrill her confessions gave me from the humiliation of being forced to acknowledge my. "I just nodded to that.She then said "You have been to them before? Right?"I nodded again, and said "Yes, I have been in them a few times. The one where I am planning on taking you, I have been there a few times. It is a nice store,"She looked at me and said "So, you have any suggestions for me?"I laughed softly and said "There is a thing called a butterfly. It has a little nob for your clit, and straps right over your cunt. There is a wire and controls, so you can have it on, and turn it on.