What now? Paul, her husband asked Billy how he felt about fucking a cheating wife.“Ah was mostly trying to help her out from a real need but she did...kinda go crazy which was getting more difficult for me. Ah certainly didn’t do it to hurt you or your marriage. What should we do about this? I’m ready to help this way too.”Paul chuckled so he wasn’t in a bad mood. “I’m willing to make a compromise. Now that I know, any more fucking wouldn’t be cheating. I sure like her being hot for me. How about. He had pestered and begged me with such enthusiasm, I found myself reacting to his enthusiasm.I got so horny just thinking about his pleasuring himself with me under him I consented to let fuck me and arranged to go around to his place on the Friday the following week.Upon arrival I was met by his wife, a lady in her sixties, refined and clearly past her prime, and this coupled with her preference to voyeurism, made me realize she would be watching while myself and her husband would be getting. She had a frostbite on her heart and it radiated glacial numbness throughout her body. She was supposed to spend the night with her man; the man, who was occupying her thoughts every waking hour, who was supposed to be her soul mate, the one she told all her secrets to and the one, who stood her up, yet again. Instead of spending the night in his bed doing unthinkable things between the sheets, on the floor and against the wall, she spent the evening with her friend drinking cider at the pub.As. The cards seemed to show a winning hand for both.Yes, it was a good deal but like Ally, Paige was hardly as satisfied as she would've liked and for much the same reasons. She had hoped they'd have been fucking by now, but Ally simply refused to change her mind about Paige's sexuality.Not that it was all her fault. Ally really had no reason to believe Paige was anything but straight. Hell, even Paige was amazed by the amount of boyfriends she'd had in the year they'd lived together and the short.