Usually a day into my fertile week I would seduce my hubby with anything that came to mind. I had to sometimes act real slutty and masturbate in front...of him with sex toys,my favorite being the 12" long squirting black dildo we bought at a porn store a few towns away one summer. I would tease hubby without mercy until he was almost ready to cum from wanking his average sized cock. That would lead to about a dozen hard strokes before he exploded deep inside my dripping wet pussy! Those weeks. I think she did it to get me mad. We had spent a bit of time dancing around each other. I even considered letting her win just so I didn’t hurt her and I think she guessed this, so she head-butted me. It got fast and furious after that.I had to stop myself going for the kill. She had some whopping bruises by the time it was over. She did get in a few good licks of her own. We churned up that corral chasing each other and clashing full tilt into each other on several occasions.I did paddle her. The cubicle walls were covered with the usual office knickknacks. A few mundane posters, some tacky comics that lacked any sort of humor. Not that she’d ever say so to him. Even a lowly office worker in the Brotherhood was infinitely above her, no matter how poor his taste. The rest of his desk was unkempt and scattered with papers, many with half forgotten notes scribbled along the margins.The only thing that looked terrible out of place was a large, grainy black and white photograph pinned. The 3rd weekend in January he told me we had plans for Friday, to make sure I got home from work as soon as I could. I didnt question to many things with him, he was the one that liked to control the situations, Ive learned to just go along with it. Friday finally came, not knowing what was going on, I went home directly after work.Soon as I walked in the door , he called me, telling me to jump in the shower, dress in something comfortable and to be at his place by 8. I asked if we were going.