Our limbs intertwined like familiar lovers.She's asleep. So peaceful. Angelic. She even has a hint of a smile on her face.I look at her clock as I ...arefully slip out of bed. It's still a little bit early. The alarm should be going off before too terribly long. It's still dark outside.I creep off quietly to the bathroom to take care of things.Then I find a washrag and soap. I give myself a quick sponge bath at her sink. I wash my face and ... the fun bits. I put a dab of her toothpaste. He's probably well trained."I need to talk to you." I say, and then add, "Alone."Her face changes expression again, and then she nods once, a decision made, a line crossed. She takes my hand and walks with me back to the house, ascending the stairs slowly. There is a heaviness to her now, a resignation that she knows what is coming and either eagerly anticipates it or dreads it. I cannot tell, and to be truthful, I do not care. The time has come to say what must be said, to face the reality of. Positioning the dark green tip of his dick against her soft peach. Rebecca pushes back against him as she moans in pleasure. Taking his inhuman dick deep in her whore’s pussy. Later in the night the twin teens snuggle me. Naked and spent in my bed. While my wife is down the quiet inn’s hallway sleeping with her mistress. “I like being Kara’s slave.” Rebecca tells me. We are sitting in the common room of the inn, having lunch. She looks wonderfully slutty in a tight fitting halter top and linen. ’ Leleti: ‘I could keep you company until he gets out.’ Ananda: ‘No—um, actually I’m kind of tired. I don’t even know why I called him.’ Leleti: ‘Would you like me to take a message?’ Ananda: ‘No, no thank you. Have a good night.’ She barely has the time to say goodbye before I disconnect the call and turn off my computer. I feel ridiculous. I expected him to be home alone not with his beautiful woman. It serves me right for assuming that I’m still the center of his universe. I can see what he.