It also had a still picture of him being taken by Miss Penelope with a strap-on. It was her way of reminding him that she had not forgotten him or her...hold over him. People in Roger's life noticed that he had changed since the charity dinner two months ago. He was distant; less self-assured and jumped when the phone rang. Several of his girlfriends had left him and even his manservant knew something was wrong. Of course he never asked and Roger never brought it up, there were still the basic. She bent over and opened her bottom for me again. My heart was pounding like crazy and I dutifully leaned in, drunk with the smell of her ass. I licked her stinky, sharp-smelling anus. For five minutes I had the absolute heaven of eating her before she stood up and walked out, pleased with herself.The next day she came in at 3 and whispered "Thursdays- you finger me". She bent over and I lubed a finger with spit and put it inside her hot, stinky bottom. I gently fingered her asshole for 5. She offered to bring me a pizza for dinner. I told her that I’d love to have a pizza with her, but I’d have to bring my wife along. Sadly, Jules didn’t seem disappointed but instead said she’d make sure it was an extra large. When Jules arrived at seven, she was still wearing jeans and a t-shirt but had obviously cleaned herself up a bit. I was still in my work clothes having gone straight to work on the stubborn computer. My beautiful wife had made a nice salad, and came out of the kitchen. He said, “Fuck this shit, Pabst Blue Ribbon!” (One of our favorite lines from the movie “Blue Velvet”), and hit the PLAY button on the VCR remote. The VCR sprang into action, and whatever porn tape was in there started playing. I recognized it as one of his movies, one I figured was one of his favorites. It featured the busty blonde named Samantha Strong (who I also liked), who happened to bear a resemblance to our mutual sex-kitten and group-of-friends flirt Vicky. She was making out on a sofa.