“Liam, can you give me a minute? Just wait in the kitchen, I'll be out in a second.” I gulped softly and nodded. I turned around, walked to the ki...chen and waited. After a couple minutes, Paula came out. She had an odd smile on her face and her eyes had that glazed look in them from her medication. Walking up to me, she began to speak “Alright honey,” she said softly, “You interrupted me and that doesn't make me very happy.” She was in front of me and she softly took my hand. “Now you're going. . I mean they make movies on those woman's channels about stuff like this. The doorbell rang and we knew the pizza was here. She headed out to answer the door and I finished up, got my tools and put the ladder back in their garage and I cleaned up a bit in their washout sink since their laundry room is where you enter the garage.I got back to the kitchen, she had the pizza on the table and another beer waiting for me."What were you doing out there", she said."Oh, I was just changing the tape in. I didn't want to take time to drive here, so invited him into the woods. While we were on the table I saw you and your friend enjoying the show with your cocks out, and couldn't resist the sight of yours, so handed you my card. How do you like the sight of mine?" With that he lay back and began slowly jerking and bending his cock just inches from my face. It looked positively delicious, and without speaking I rolled over and sucked it into my mouth. I bobbed up and down on it, but couldn't. Morning. A horrible night; dark, windy, cold and wet. I woke in the earlyhours to answer a call of nature -- as we drinking men are wont to do, alas! --and while I stood pissing I dwelt long and pleasureably on my mental image ofmy wife at that moment; out there in the shrieking darkness, naked andshivering on the damp, stinking straw of her kennel. The bitches she shared herkennel with would have deserted her for the barn a few yards away where theywould be asleep in the warm, dry straw. A few.