We start with me giving her oral sex then I fuck her until I cum. After dinner, it’s early bedtime and we fuck again. Yes, she loves sex. Then, one ...evening, she asked me what I was thinking of for our first anniversary. ‘Gee, I dunno, it’s still three weeks away, maybe a nice dinner, say, Pepe’s, we both like French food, and then, oh, maybe a show or dancing.’ ‘And after we get home?’ she asked with a grin. ‘Well, I plan to fuck my wife silly.’ ‘Good answer, Dave, good answer. Think you could. " She was getting off on this. She may have been scared of me at the moment, but to her, it might as well have been foreplay. The smell of her arousal filled my heightened senses."Then back up out of the line of fire. Do not even think of arguing."She scooted quickly until she was by the "special" chairs. One of which she knows very intimately.Still speaking in that cold, danger laced voice, "I poured out my heart to all of you this morning. I ... ME! ... I apologized for breaking the same rule. . right, Mark? You agree that I'm hot?"A long, raucous laugh broke from her limply working red lips as she looked at her husband viciously. "I knew, I knew, I knew," she chanted, as if to torture him by letting him see her bawdy drunkenness. "Stuart told me all about it... the pictures... the photography lesson... I'm not shtupid, you know, Mark. I knew about what you were doing..."The handsome young husband could only stare incredulously at this woman who was supposed to be his wife. From what. Did I mention that I was fully baked?“Damn you are gorgeous.” “Yes you are”, the others chimed in, almost in unison.I smiled, so did hubby. “Well thank you, cock”...I hesitated just long enough to drive my point, “tails...will get you anywhere you wanna be!” I laughed. They laughed, one gentleman bought shots for the group, now about five strong.. if you counted the two sitting at a table across from my bar stool with their eyes glued to my tits. I saw one raise his beer in a mock toast. I.