A few times when we did make love my wife commented on how small my cock was. What is that all about I thought but I was getting laid for a change so ... took the criticism and moved on. The as I stated the last six months got really weird. There was a week I came home three times to find pizza boxes with half eaten pizza. Once when I was early I saw a car leaving with a pizza sign on it but when I felt the pizza it was cold and I found my wife in the shower. She acted like nothing had happen and. While my friend was at mine one day and we had some music on he asked where my porn mags were? I told him under the bed, he began pulling out one after the other and flicking through them, getting himself horny and trying not to show it he sneakily rubbed his crotch sometimes letting out little sighs and grunts.While looking through the mags he looked at me and awkwardly mumbled i'm gonna have a wank, i thought he meant downstairs in the bathroom but no! He started to undo his jeans and pulled. She was soaking wet. I slid my finger up inside her and her muscles tightened and relaxed around it. I slid in another finger and began to fuck her with them. I continued to circle her clit with my thumb and fuck her faster. I entered a third finger and I pushed hard on her clit. Her whole body started to tremble and she arched her back and screamed. I rubbed her and fucked her fast and deep while she came all over my hands. I wasn’t finished quite yet though… I pushed her legs wide apart and. Susan ordered a double Scotch and the waitress had the grace not to glance at the clock. Sam asked for a Carta Blanca.Susan was still agitated. Her face was an ever-changing landscape of anxious expressions, some of them causing shocking distortions of her features. She said nothing; her eyes were cast across the room, watching the bartender as he prepared her drink.They were served, and Susan took a healthy slug from her glass. Before the liquor could possibly have had any real effect, she.