I asked if she wanted me to guide her into the lane, she asked if I could drive it for her as this is a new car for her and was afraid to damage it. I... asked what happens if I put a dent in it, she said as long as it was not her and laughed. As she got out to get to the passenger side, I noted she was wearing very short shorts, a white t-shirt with a bikini top on underneath. I get in, straighten the car out and pull in for the wash. I said the AC feels really good after being in the heat for. Her pussy was wide open, I mean see inside her wide open! She cleaned back up and went back downstairs.Now the talking downstairs got louder. Something wasn't right. I heard some screams then a race upstairs, many feet. It was the wives! My wife had fucked their husbands while they were downstairs! What a whore! They d**g her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. One woman was hitting my wife and pulling her hair. They other was flying through our drawers. She stopped at the sex. ”I sighed, my stomach tightening slightly at the memories that were bubbling to the surface. “I was engaged to someone for three years, together for six.”“And what happened?” He topped our glasses up.“He cheated on me with someone from work,” I played with the edge of my napkin, remembering the shit storm Paul had rained down on my life; the house we had to sell at a loss, the ring I threw off the edge of a cliff, the feeling that I’d never meet anyone again.“I was devastated, obviously, but. "Take that defiant tone out of your voice, little girl, or I'll hang up this phone and you'll be forced to finish this yourself."She paused to see if there was going to be any resistance to Debbie's demands. A smile spread slowly across his lips. The only response she could hear was her breathing evenly, waiting obediently for what she wanted very much. Debbie knew that she wanted it, and she knew how she liked it. Normally, she would have had her wrists restrained, and she would have been.