I was brushing my teeth and saw a frilly lace bra in the shower that I knew wasn't my wife's. I was about to smell it when she walked in and caught me... I tried to say I was looking for my wife's bra."Mitch, I'm much bigger up there than Cassie is" she had said, half bragging. As I stood there trying to come up with an excuse, it dawned on me. I watched as her nipples hardened in her night shirt as she stood there watching me. I hadn't realized that I turned her on, as much as she did me. When. I had to stop; she appeared to be out cold beneath me. I pulled out of her and she was breathing but really shallow. I had heard of woman going unconscious during sex, I just never expected it to happen to anyone I had been with. I glanced at my watch to keep an eye on her, but I stayed right next to her, just in case she needed me.Less than five minutes later, her eyes opened and she looked over at me and asked, "Did I pass out Joseph? Ohmigod, that was fucking terrific." It might have been. And when he'd smiled at her, over the heads of his children, he'd drawn her into the warmth and light of his family in a way that had made her heart ache as much as her fingers had. Was she falling for him? Was it a case of hero worship due to the fact that he'd saved her life?What about her? Was she betraying someone feeling like this? Oh, God. Was she being unfaithful to a husband? She tried so hard to think of someone, to see a face in her mind of the man she could be married to and the only. Bill needed this, it had been months since he last fucked his wife, and he had some serious blue balls, “Fuck, that’s it Bill, fuck me rough!” Brittany moaned, spreading her legs wider, her big, perky tits bouncing and slapping together as Bill started ramming her from behind, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back rough. Holy shit, this tight lil pussy was gripping Bill’s cock so tight! Brittany ’s eye rolled back in her head as Bill started to ride her rough; he was fucking her.