Two lousy inches from getting to keep everything he lost.Rick sat at the bar where he tried to drown his sorrows away almost every night. He sat and s...ewed about the life he used to have as he had done every single night since the women had taken over, when just then, a handsome black man walked into the bar with non other than Lisa, Ricks ex wife. Rick was a terrible husband. He used to cheat on Lisa every chance he got and not only didn’t he try to hide it, but would openly boast to his wife. The sun was low behind them so what I saw was their silhouettes as they came toward me. With a shock of recognition, the dream from the night before slammed back into my head. The outline of Yvette’s body with the sun behind her was the same as the one in my dream. In that instant, my dream woman had a face. My wife’s best friend, our neighbor, my co-worker. My heart slammed against my rib cage as I reacted to the revelation. What the hell was my mind doing to me!I physically shivered. Scrunching toward her, Matt took her face in his hands and gently kissed the eyelids. Occasionally they would kiss deeply, tenderly. Irene ran the backs of her nails over his hairy legs, she could feel the goose pimples rising on his skin. Matt slipped his hand down to her pussy and began lightly running his fingertips over her pubic patch and thighs, gently delving to her swelling lips every so often. His cock was becoming quite stiff now. Irene loved the slight curve that Matt's prick got. Well, we can do something about that. Cissy, please get the inflatable gag and put it on Andrea. She needs to be taught some manners. And when you get it in place, give her two more swipes with the cat, but don't be so mild with her."Cissy quickly forced the gag into my mouth, and fastened and locked the gag in place. She then proceeded with great relish to lay the whip across my ass two more times. This time I was sure that there would be welts, as she laid it on with her full force. As she.