With that, Mary turned and left us.No sooner had she disappeared behind the hedges than Tom was at myside, eyeing me and the cheese with equal interes....This put me in mind of a story I had once read of a sailor who had beenmarooned alone on a Pacific island for several years with only coconutsand fish to eat. Upon his rescue and subsequent return to England, hehad been given a choice between food and the bawdy attentions of abeautiful wench. This choice was offered to him by his new captain,. She told me if I didn't like it I could get the fuck out. She brought men to our apartment and entertained them right in front of me. If they asked about who I was, Lynne would laugh and tell them I was her gay roommate.I had to watch my wife, wearing a see through negligee, and high heels, on the sofa with some masculine hunk, kissing and making love. Sometimes they'd be uncomfortable with me there, and they'd tell me to get lost. That's what Lynne's Filipino boyfriend Rey did. He knew I was. His nonchalance peaked her interest further. Soon enough, it was no secret that his presence made her excited and that the feeling was mutual.It all seemed pretty innocent, at least initially. Besides, it felt nice to have a secret, something that belonged to just them. This was their safe little world that they could freely roam together in. Their secret online fantasy world. At some point though she felt it change. He started to invade her thoughts at all hours of the day and night, the line. She managed to get almost half of his shaft down her throat before she started stroking him as she just bobbed her head and sucked a little harder. With a moan, Greg grabbed a handful of her hair and I watched as he shot a huge load into my wife’s greedy mouth. She didn’t ease up when he came either and she even managed to force another inch or two of his cock down her throat as she milked him dry but she finally allowed his half-hard cock to escape, licked her lips and smiled. .