Then, I thought, ‘if a job’s worth doing well; do it yourself’. My pussy was still puffed up and dripping loads of lovely sticky spunk as I sl...d two of my fingers into my cunt. It felt really good as I twisted my fingers in and out smearing Bobs’ juice all over my sexual area. I couldn’t stop myself and jammed all four fingers of my left hand into my cunt, jabbing them in and out of my stretched pussy, as I flicked my clit with the index finger on my other hand. In seconds I was screaming. For the next couple of minutes I sat on the kitchen chair as if a hurricane had just blown me into the next century, and all the flimsy silk and nylon on the table and chairs were evidence of my changed life. I have to admit, that a tinge of jealousy was mixed into the joy of my wife's new-found sexdrive. But I could not very well complain, as I was the one who initiated it all, could I? I decided then and there, that I'd play along with her, that I'd actually push her farther in that direction. Though there was no street light nearby but, Within couple of minutes the car stopped near us. One gentleman dressed neatly stepped out and asked me “Do you need our help?” In the meantime, two more young men stepped out of car. I said, “No, thank you I can manage.” One of the men helped in replacing the tire. Meanwhile, his other friends were busy in talking to my boss. While talking to them I could feel that they were eying at me .Boss and me got into the car and started the engine. Suddenly,. I remembered the slut-faggot exchange from my original youth, and that there was permanent hostility between the popular Arlene and me. As I wondered how it could be different this time, I realized that Lois had entered the room. She watched the interactions for a few minutes, and then slipped successively behind Arlene and me, whispering, “See me after school. That’s not punishment. We need to talk.”She invited them into the inner office. They were slightly surprised to hear the door clicking.