Even if I did nothing more, our marriage could never be the same again. My husband was being unfaithful only yards away from me.I felt sick; I felt sa..., I felt angry.Suddenly, I felt determined too!In a moment I had drawn my tight top up over my head and thrown it on the floor leaving me in my bra and tiny skirt. I stood stock still, trembling with fear and anger as the moaning from the next room continued.Then it struck me! Never before had I stripped in front of a man who was not my husband.. I'm sorry about that. What about the next weekend. I'm sure the same play will still be on." Oh, sure. That will be fine. We won't have any problem that night," she smiled."What kind of parties do your parents go to?" I asked carefully."Just parties. They stay overnight and come home on Sunday afternoon. They've been going to them for a couple of years now. They don't want to drive when they've been drinking and so they stay at this place where it's at."Jeez, was this girl naïve or what? This. Then he pushed out his tongue and started to flick the tip at my young pussy. His tongue was darting up and down, in and out as he held my buttocks tightly. I'd never enjoyed anything so much up to that point and I was moaning quite loudly." Oh God," I groaned as my groin tingled and a wet patch appeared where my cockhead had worked free of the boxers and made contact with the trouser crotch.Kelly smoothed a palm over the bulge and growled wantonly beneath her breath before carrying on: "Then. Dwight practically tore his pants off and began stroking his cock. He was much smaller than Henry, and I just hoped I wasn’t too stretched out. I began to remove my bodice but Dwight said, “Fuck that shit, Avery! Just get those panties off.”I slid off my panties and said, “And then what?”“On your stomach slut,” he snapped. “I’m fucking you like the bitch you are.”I rolled my eyes and climbed onto the bed, laying on my stomach as Dwight rolled the condom on his cock. My legs hung off the edge.