“My sex life.” He said it straight faced. “What about your sex life?” “It’s not fun anymore. My wife doesn't want to have sex… but I wan... it when I want it. So I cheated on her with my secretary but she caught me.” “And then what happened?” “She said she would leave me if I didn't come to you, and my wife leaving me isn't good for my career, so here I am.” “Here you are indeed. So why did you cheat on your wife?” I asked him, trying to be as sincere as possible. As much as he was trying to act. It was like seeing a page from a book or web-site, but suddenly it was real.I don't know about you but where I come from, people are usually at least partially clothed on initial acquaintance.The Deprivator glistened dully, it's extension flange and clit guard curving up over her belly while the applicator and its adaptor lurked deep inside her held to her Vaginal walls by the unseen cruel rivets and forced deep inside her by the gleaming steel penetrator shaft."Elsie?, you asked me to come.". We slept in sweats, to ward off the chill Michigan camping in the fall could bring. Snuggled together, she whispered how much fun she was having, and how much she wanted to try this again, in the spring.We kissed goodnight, and I caressed her firm form affectionately. She wriggled like a puppy, and ran her hand down my shirtfront, and back up, beneath my sweatshirt, and against my skin. The coolness of her hand made me gasp, and she giggled."Poor boy, I guess I'll have to warm you up!", as she. That’s disgusting. All those things only happen in porn,” she replied sounding disgusted.Bella and I exchanged looks. She smiled at me and said to Cathy, “Well… how far will you go to get back at your husband?”Cathy’s facial expression changed. She became serious. She stared at us with angry eyes.“I want him to suffer.”~~~Bella made me sit on the sofa. Cathy was sitting on the couch and watching her nervously. Bella knelt in front of me and placed her hand on my crotch. The sensation of her.