Sure enough we began to chat and he seemed to be a really cool guy. We had worked in the same city so we had lots to chat about and I just knew that M...arie would approve of my choice.After a couple of beers I managed to bring sex into the conversation and asked him how he entertained himself while he was travelling. It turned out he travelled loads and admitted to using the odd massage parlour but that was about it. I ‘joked’ that my wife gave the best hand jobs and if she liked him we might be. Now she opened her heart in front of me and told me her problem. Swati not being married was not without her needs. She was maintaing physical relations with a neaighbour forn the last 2 years or so.This man was a married man who was living alone because of the job and he had enjoyed my friend to their heart’s content. Now his wife had come to stay with him and Swati was sexless again. She used to lay awake at night while hearing the noises coming from her neaghbour’s house meaning he was. "You'll only make things worse."I knew where he'd be anyway, the same place he always was, down at the local pub with all his scummy mates."He'll kill you one of these days mum." I said as I put my coat back on, "And I'm not prepared to let him do that."She was still crying as I went out of the door, but that was nothing new, he'd been beating her for as long as I could remember.He looked up when I got to the pub."Well, well, well." he laughed scornfully. "Come to buy your old dad a pint have. I kissed her deeply. It seemed like we wereall on automatic pilot. Randy and I silently finishedundressing her. I ran my hand over her pussy and letone finger slide between her pussy lips. She wassopping wet.Randy undressed quickly and began running his handsover her breasts, slowly working his fingers down toher pussy. When he inserted a finger, Rita quicklyclosed her legs. I moved up near her head, placed myhands on her shoulders and held her firmly down. Itold her I was going to watch.