Actually, when you’re in bed with your husband, you can pretend he’s me, just close your eyes, and pretend he’s me and do everything to him that...you’d love to do to me.”“I’ll let him do everything.”“So you guys can get back to normal.”“Except I’ll suck his cock.”“Yeah,” he was about to go on but she interrupted.“And let him titty fuck me.”“Okay-”She interrupted again, “and let him stick it up my bumhole.”“Okay then, and”“And I’ll suck his toes.”“Great,”“And lick his asshole.”“Ew.”“And-”“Okay. ..I’m all yours!”The train arrived, we boarded it - it was only 3 stops. When I think back to the journey, we didn’t even speak. We got off the train and I dutifully walked alongside Kay to the ticket barrier. We turned right at the exit, and walked 200 yards to a car park. She got her keys out and walked over to a white BMW car.“Hello Tommy, I’m home!”“You call your car Tommy?”“What’s wrong with that?I smiled. Why do girls give cars and other large items names? The drive to key’s house took. ..? Jesus! Here?”“Huh? Huh?” She continued teasing Dave with glimpses of her stockings, tormenting him with her wanton sexuality.Dave sighed silently, knowing that he had absolutely no intestinal fortitude when it came to his wife’s sexual behavior. He knew that he would go along with whatever wacky idea she came up with, no matter what, or when, or where. His new wife had an innate ability to control him by controlling his dick. He loved her dearly, and knew that she loved him as well, but it. Gosh, that was a realunderstatement. And hearing my new voice only made it weirder."Really?" he chuckled, as he reached downward until both palms pressedagainst my now-ample bottom. "Because you might just be the hottest galI've ever met."When he gave me a groping squeeze, I couldn't help but yelp.Pushing me onto the couch, he spread my legs, exposing my feminine mound.Then, licking his lips, he began teasing at my clit with his tongue.Almost immediately, I began to gasp, then moan as his.