”Sally said she’d have to think about that but he was kinda cute. At bedtime she came into Ralphie’s room and said, “See if he can come over a...ter school tomorrow and I’ll find out if he’s any good.”Ralphie’s eyes lit up, “So you’re now an expert on cock?” She just grinned and wouldn’t say anything.She sure looked like it, the way she worked Brian over. Ralphie rubbed his woody practically raw watching his friend get bonked in three different positions and shoot two ball loads into his hot. Bonita wanted a hug and Serene looked up at me coyly as she tended to the kids.With a large mug of coffee provided by Matilda, I went out on the main deck and walked to the bow to look forward at the Mercy Mercy. One of the ladies was standing at the stern and waved at me. I waved back not knowing who it probably was. The boat needed one of those scopes mounted up front so we could see long distances from up here. When my mind was flooded with a smiling Missy, I knew who it was. I thought of. “OMG,” Ms. E shouts to herself, “he can’t be touching me with that big ass sharp knife! Trust him, trust him.”Her heartbeat starts to race. She begins breathing hard again. He takes the knife away from her breasts and runs the blade along each side of her pussy. She gasps. He presses its flat side down across her vagina and leaves the butter knife there for a few seconds, maybe a full minute, she can’t tell before tossing it aside. She also can’t tell if it’s hot or cold, sharp or dull.. Almost every morning after Doug left for work I masturbated, fantasizing about being with Frank, then Russ or a stranger I would meet. Although my husband didn't please me totally I still loved him. Also I was afraid of hurting him so any thoughts of having an affair were out of the question. What I did want was to wait for the right opportunity and soon my patience would be rewarded. The Thursday before the Fourth of July Doug called and told me he had to work late. I asked if he wanted me to.