‘Strange,’ she thought, ‘I only had a couple of glasses of wine last night, two glasses wouldn’t normally affect me like this. I must get up a...d take a couple of Alka-Seltzers.’ She glanced at the alarm clock on the table next to the bed – 6.40 – another fifteen minutes before it burst into life. She moved to throw back the sheets, and then stopped short. ‘I’m sure I nodded off last night on top of the bed, in my bathrobe, but now I’m under the covers – and nude! Strange!’ She lifted the sheets. She kissed him good bye and told him she was sorry he couldn't spend the night with her. That was also her first comment the next morning. A couple of days later she changed her tune completely. She said she hadn't enjoyed it at all...she had faked every orgasm... she didn't like it, felt used and that I had forced her into it.I attributed this to the idea that she was so scared of having come so much and so hard that she had scared herself. With that in mind I tried to encourage here to either. “I thought you were in a hurry to keep from exploding. Is that all you can do, just stand there and look? Or aren’t you in the mood anymore?” Her hips swayed, adding to the taunt.“Oh Christ,” Dave laughed, breaking out of his spell. “You’re really asking for it, aren’t you? Well, I’ve got just the answer you need. Right here, babe, waiting for you.”He shoved his pants down and his cock swung up. It snaked into the air, massive and stiffened to full hardness, strumming out its whole eight inches. She was married for two years and still didn’t a children. She was 27 years old and her husband was 33 had a sexy figure of 36-34-36. They are not having a very happy sex life where he keeps getting exhausted very soon and after two days he is not responding well. He suddenly shifted to Delhi and comes only 1 week for a month.She was asking a way to make him effective in the sex and I felt very sorry for her and gave her some tips like abuse him and make him want your pussy and don’t let him.