She lay with her eyes closed without speaking. Soon we both went again, I had fucked her twice without uncunting.The quiet dreamy enjoyment had barely... began, when she pushed me off and sat up saying, “What have I done? what have I done? I am a married woman!” Then comes tears, then a kiss from me, then talk, then tears, and at intervals she told me a story of a bad, brutal, morose husband, who had not fucked her for months. Half frightened, half hysterical, it seemed as much pleasure to her to. Too heavily as he lets out a grunt of agony!I roll away in panic, as I realize my knee has hit him squarely in his testicles! Oh my god! What have I done? He is blanched white with pain as he clutches himself and groans.‘Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that! It was accident, I swear, are you okay?’He looks at me with some anger, but I can see him wrestle with himself inside.‘No…I’m NOT okay, it hurts like hell! Why the HELL did you…..no, I’m sorry, it just…hurts….but I’ll be….all. Hearing him groan in pleasure and lift his hips up to join us. My beautiful red haired beauty, was making little noises of pleasure as she pushed her long finger inside of her glistening pussy. Her legs draped over the arms of the chair giving me a hot view of her dripping cunt. She was finger fucking herself to my rhythm. She smiled widely and I licked my lips, as she continued. He was fully lost in the curves and movement of my hips. Sliding his hand down my thighs and rubbing my clit. I. That was gospel truth. Audrey showed you similar emails and text messages and she told me of your hot reactions to our postings as did you in some of your emails to me. My lie to you was not a mistruth per-se but in sharing, daring and teasing enough to seduce you into allowing – even encouraging -- me to seduce Audrey - seduce your wife! My mental images of taking Audrey to the sweet and loving side of poundtown were so vivid that sometimes I took afternoons off to indulge my thoughts of her.