She’s a special lady and you’re damned lucky to have her… and she’s lucky to have you.” “I agree. He is damned lucky to have me. After all...I’m pretty incredible.” Stevie had come to see what was going on and was leaning in the doorway, still naked, with a goofy grin on her face and tears in her eyes. She walked over to us and kissed us both after which we all enjoyed a group hug. My cock perked up at the feel of all that naked, firm, female flesh. The ladies teased me about that, then protested. Sally gasped and squealed and twisted away from me."Are you all right?" I think so. But it hurt me. It hurt me." She had tears in her eyes.I held her to me, feeling ashamed of the pain I had caused. I turned off the shower, found a towel and wrapped her in it. I found another and covered myself. "Come on. Let's rest a bit."I led her to the bed. We lay, hugging each other, she sobbed. I quietly kept saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" to her. Eventually we slept.Over cups of tea a couple of hours. She looked at me as if half ashamed and half relieved that she was able to tell me and I got it. After about 20 seconds that seems to be an hour she finally spoke. She said please keep it a secret. She told me again this time clearly that we are going to have sex. She could sense that I was very excited. I can't wait. She told me that her doctor calculated that the best time would be on Wednesday noon and upwards since that will be the supposed time of ripening her egg. I left their home in. For some reason I can't bear to have him seeing my face as he fucks me. I just lube his cock and let him use me, not even allowing him to attempt foreplay. When he seems reluctant, I insist. I hate being just a warm wet hole for a man to pump cum into, but I realize that this dysfunction is my problem, a consequence of my own choices, and I don't want to risk the potential consequences of making Dan wait until I'm over it. His mistress has just transferred far away for her career and I haven't.