“Now you go jump into the shower and we will talk when I get back, if I even come back,” John said with no emotions in his tone of voice.“But wh...ere are you going?” I asked. John gave me a stern hard look and I hurriedly added, “Never mind, I will go shower.”I turned and I walked out of our bedroom and down the hallway to our bathroom. Each step I took seemed to pull at my tight red burning butt. By the time I had gotten to the bathroom, I was glad I had not questioned him anymore. I sat down. It was about the same time that she told me about working late that I noticed that my wife had begun to buy several new outfits of clothing to wear to work. Don't get me wrong, most of the clothes weren't overly provocative by any means, but they were a lot different than those she had worn in the past. My wife had always worn dresses that extended below the knees in length, and now I noticed that the new clothes that she began to buy were a lot shorter, not miniskirts mind you, but they were. .." Secretly, Sam was not a huge fan of watching Freddie have sex with two other girls, and watching it over and over was not exactly her idea of perfect."What's wrong, Sam?"Melanie responded, "She's upset because she's in love with Freddie, and the idea of sharing him with anyone else bothers her a bit. Personally, I don't see the big deal. She should look at it as if this is her letting him do what he wants. I mean, didn't he check with you before he put it in Carly's butt? Still can't. Your pants fall to the ground drenched in the hypnotically fragrant nectar that my touch has inspired your body to produce. Stepping back I ask you to slowly spread your luscious ass so that I may gaze upon your exquisite honey flower like a rapacious bee anticipating his next meal. As if hypnotized by the smell of your blossom I slowly inch closer, on my knees, to your anticipating body. Gently cupping your succulent ass, I slowly rotate and seat you gently on the love seat. Grabbing your.