As we were having breakfast Sid brought up last night, saying he wanted me to know what we had done was not under my job requirements and by know mean... wanted me to feel obligated in any way that I had to sleep with him, and should not feel exclusive to him.I said, "Sid, I've never slept around on Cliff in all the years we've been married, until last night and that was of my choosing. I have been without a husband for over eight months, He's been so depressed he can't do his thing. Until last. 'Richard needed no second telling and was soon thrusting into Helen with hard, savage strokes. 'A threesome eh, Miss Taylor?' Richard grunted as he held himself high over Helen's body. 'You want the two of us banging you? You're going to adore it my lady, I promise.''That's later, Richard,' Helen moaned. 'I want fucking now, come on; make my cunt cream with that big stirrer you're fucking me with. God, I'm going to come soon.' Helen fucked her hips up against her lover and used her finger. I tried to act as if I was kidding, besides it gave me an opportunity to open to conversation about what had been on my mind all week so I asked, " Who was woman you were talking to when I got here?" He responded, "That was Mrs. Miller, she boards her horse here and she was just giving me some instructions relative to her horse's care. "Oh I thought maybe you were discussing how well hung you were with her," I replied. "No nothing like that," he responded. Then he went on to talk about. Softly, she climbs onto the bed. Her slim but toned body crawling over her sweet baby boy, her hands legs on either side of his.She hovers on all fours momentarily, her cock hanging lewdly between her legs just barely grazing his backside. The feeling of control and dominance rushes through her body as she slowly lowers herself. Anticipating the wonderful feeling her naked skin will make as it comes in contact with his. Very gently as she doesn’t want to wake him yet.A soft sigh slips through.