That night and the the next day, all I could think about was how badly I wished someone would touch me, how my young, horny body craved attention. Eve... though he was a boy, I regretted missing the opportunity. The next day after school, I found myself riding my bike around his house, hoping he would notice me, hoping to see him again. I was nervous, but wanted to feel his touch. When I saw him walking home, I rode over to him. We both knew why I was there.With no one else home and alone in his. He was not giving her a bit of rest. Nor did it appear she wanted any. My sexy wild wife kept thrusting up at him stroke for stroke, then grabbed him around the neck and pulled him down to her. As he kept pounding away without missing a beat, they kissed ferociously. Then suddenly he screamed and all his grown passion exploded into her. He continued to thrust his cock deep inside her and she enthusiastically accepted every thrust. I watch as this man filled my wife with his cum and as she. "What's all that?" she asked. "Just some quick figuring," I replied, "Remember how you always ask to borrow money? I don't recall you've ever paid any of it back. The total adds up to approximately 3,400 dollars."Her eyes widened for a moment, then she smiled and leaned towards me. "That much?" Yes." And you expect me to pay it back?" No. I certainly don't expect it to happen, but it would be nice if I were adequately compensated."It sounds like I was thinking what you're thinking. But I wasn't. .I walked back in the lobby, headed to the elevators. My mind racing and my pussy wet from what I was hoping and thinking would happen that night. I walked towards the elevator and this guy grabbed me. A black guy, attractive, muscular, and ..well, you know I had to think he was huge down there (; anyway, he grabbed me and spun me around. He stated instantly telling me how sexy I was and asked me if he could join me outside for a smoke. I accepted. We went outside, myself, him, and his friend..