“You would never have let me put this cock up yourass… right?” he asked again.“Probably not,” she replied. “But oh...god that feels sogood now… I can’t believe it… god fuck me harder!”She started coming again, only this time I could tellthat he was also ready to come, and sure enough just asshe finished hers he began to breath in deeply andtaking longer strokes… finally shoving the fulllenght of his cock up her ass and holding. I’m Scarlett,” she purred, “Welcome to our home. I see you’ve met my husband. And he’s already offering you the reserves, so I’m assuming he’s scheming.” “I feel pampered,” I agreed, “You have a beautiful home.” “Anthony’s in international business and I design lingerie,” she smiled humbly, “It’s treated us well.”I admired her attire with even more admiration. “Living the dream,” I admonished, as Anthony handed me a purple drink topped with a flower for garnish. “Elderflower, gin, lemon,. “I mean, that’s perfect Jen!”I couldn’t wait to get home from work the following day and I rushed as fast as I could. Jen was locked in the bathroom when I got home and I shouted to her.“I’m home Jen.”“Okay Trevor, I am taking a bath to get myself ready for Damien,” Jen shouted back, “Get naked while I finish getting dressed.”I hurriedly stripped naked and poured us both a glass of wine and waited in the living room for her. She joined me about fifteen minutes later and she looked sensational. ++++++ I tried to put her out of my mind. Truth was, I was sort of in love with Linda, and I nursed that love even after I knew it was a hopeless case. I put all my discipline into shutting her out of my heart, my mind, my consciousness. It worked, for a while. Another evening, three months later, and there came another fierce banging on the door. It was after nine, and so a JW or Mormon was about to get his / her ass reamed. I flung open the door, and Linda toppled in. Oh, he’d done a number.