” I replied and exited out of Facebook messager ********* Nena*****Thousands of thing were coursing though my mind as I laid Stretched out on my bed...Reading the message that Scott was sending me. My heart was racing a mile a minute just at the thought that my childhood fantasies were soon to become an reality. I felt the my wetness from my pussy oozing down my thighs and it just served to intensified my desire to have him rock my world like hadn’t been rock in many months. Damn him all I. My husband opened the door and this young man walked into the room. At first I thought he must be room service. Well he was room service, not in the usual manner but the service I got from him that night was top notch. I guess the wine was working extra hard because I hardly flinched or for that matter I never even reached for the covers to conceal my pussy as the young man and my husband approach the bed. All I recall is my pussy beginning to pulsate. My husband, as casually as he can be,. I looked down and stared at where her fingertips lay on my shirt sleeve.Then I closed my eyes and begged myself not to cry.“She hurt the you really badly, didn’t she?”I shook as the sob I had been trying to hold back made a mad dash to the outside world and racked my body. Willing away tears, I mentally picked on myself. My first date since ... With a woman that I barely knew, but still loved deeply. In a restaurant full of people ... Being watched by a table full of vicious teenagers...And I. He threw the other end to Wilds."Don't let go of that," he said, moving quickly to the hole in the ground.It wasn't just a hole though. There was a trap door and he could barely see the bottom of hole. But at the bottom he could just make out a set of transport rings. Reed was nowhere in sight, and the trap door was closing."Quick," he yelled, "get me a big stick, or something to jam this with, and make sure you keep your eyes pealed for an attack."Rather than asking for an explanation, Wilds.