This week there was a pretty big football game on that afternoon. So I took advantage by arranging to meet a few of my friends at a bar to watch the m...tch and carry on drinking from where we left off the previous day. My wife was not due home until Monday around lunchtime so I had plenty of time to sort and square the house up Monday morning before she arrived. as long as I didnt over do it too much with the beer.I overdid it too much with the beer.Well I got home around midnight, much the. “Never had the opportunity,” I said back with a wicked grin.“You are about to,” she giggled.She bent down and kissed me hard as her hips ground faster against my lap. My hands couldn’t resist reaching out and grabbing those hips and pushing her down harder on my lap.“Mmmm,” she moaned deeply into my mouth.Her moan encouraged me to let my hands slide from her hips to her thighs. Her body quivered as I slid them to her inner thighs and up to her pussy. I slowly started to rub her pussy through. Over and over he would pull out and then pushback in, each time getting a little faster. I begged and pleated with himbut he just kept going, thrusting faster and trying to go deeper witheach one.Finally I felt him jerk and explode, shooting that load of gooey stuffinto me. With a sigh of relief, he slowly pulled back out and pulled hispants back up. I was a mess. My mascara had run from my crying, my eyeswere red and puffy. My butt hurt and I had his stuff starting to drip outall over me. He. As I mentioned before, we’ll read Justine, by Sade, we’ll also read Fanny Hill, by John Cleland, Les Bijoux Indiscrets, by Denis Diderot, and Venus In Furs, by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch. Remember, people, this is a serious course, not mere fun.’ ‘It’ll be…both for..me. Oh!’ she sighed as quietly as she could, then came in her panties. ‘It’ll be seriously fun for me, too,’ Brad whispered in her ear. She got out a small plastic bag from her purse and gave it to Brad. ‘Can you hold this under my.