My wife of seven years was pulling away from me and no it wasn’t another man. It was an idea that was pushing us apart. Well, maybe not an idea, but...it sounds better saying that than saying it was a religion.I travelled a lot in my job and sometimes I was gone for a month at a time. While I was on one of those long trips a couple of Jehovah’s Witnesses rang the doorbell and my wife invited them in. By the time I got home from the trip the wife had been hooked.It wasn’t a problem at first. When. …………… Im getting you a towel, one second a girls voice stated, still raining too heavily to distinguish. While absolutely freezing realized my drenched shirt was the cause, and quickly began unbuttoned. Here you go, dont freeze to death, my shirt opened to reveal my body, muscular and drenched, a recipe for disaster. It was obvious now..Hello Jennifer, beautiful day isnt it? ……………Hey Charles! she gently laughed. ……………Ive always believed, if can make a Girl laugh, you can make her do anything?. “Don’t lie. We’re partners from now on. Partners can’t lie to each other. Now come sit down on the bed with your girlfriend.” She gives me the most wicked smile ever. I meagerly walk over and plop down next to her. “I’m so glad you picked up the chip because you are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. I love your messy brown hair. I just want to run my fingers through it and grab a handful.”“Ahh…” I can’t even string a sentence together, that’s how flustered this woman has me. “You’ve got such. I could feel my orgasm so close now. It was building with so little touch, just with anticipation and need. His fingers found my g-spot as his tongue found my clit. My world exploded as I rode my orgasm on his face. It was so wonderful. I was so engrossed in the wave of climax, I barely registered as his weight shifted off the bed. ‘Please don’t go!’ I called. Then he was above me. I could feel his erection probing me. I spread my legs to welcome him in. So slowly and gently he entered me..