Roy’s hand began to move down her body to that magical juncture of her thighs. Chrissy winced a bit when his fingers caressed the fuzz on her mound,...more in heated anticipation than anything else. But as his finger slid into her slit and lightly grazed her clit, she literally jumped off the mattress and clamped his hand tightly with her own!“Dammit, Roy! What the fuck did you do to me? No one, and I mean no one has ever touched me there, except me! How’d you even know about that spot?”, Chrissy. Several hours later, I remembered that there was nothing in the house for dinner that night, and that I was supposed to have gone grocery shopping ... We told the kids to stay out of trouble that we were going to Safeway.You should never go for groceries when your high, we weren't high, we were righteously ripped!We shopped. We spent almost two hundred at Safeway, and we actually had enough real food for several days ... the bulk of it though was junk food (but it all looked sooooooo gooood. I stared approvingly and with desire. She gently squeezed my balls, bringing me out of my reverie. “Mmm” exited my lips. I restarted tracing my fingers along her pussy lips. One on each side and one along her slit. My middle finger became moistened from the fluid seeping between her lips. The musky smell quickly reached my nose. I found it entrancing and breathed deeply taking it in. With my middle finger moistened I pushed it between her pussy lips beginning at the bottom I moved it around in. I am Bob, just plain Bob, an average guy with an average life but a momentous problem. My wife Lynn, the high and mighty Mistress Lynn of my house, was a controlling bitch who showed her true colors three months after we got married and since then, in the ensuing three years, my life has gone from bad to worse. Jack has just made my life much easier.Lynn looked up and said, "What?" I'm going to buy Jack a condo and perhaps even an expensive car. He is the best friend that I can hope to have." I.