Don’t let her wreck that too!’ The tears shone in her eyes. That hurt. After everything she had put the kids through this was another thing erodi...ng their happy memories of us as a family. Just one more thing making them feel that they didn’t matter to her. Now, I knew that wasn’t the case, but that is not how the children saw it. Once more I saw the pain she was causing them and she couldn’t. This was all about her and the devil take the hindmost. Inside I seethed. To the children I had to. Val hit the nail on the head one evening while she was stroking my cock in bed. “You seem to enjoy the idea of men fawning over me, as long as they don’t get their way with me.” It took a lot of courage for me to admit it, but she was right. I felt sexually excited at the thought of her being pursued by another man. There was something primal within me that wanted to see her as an object of desire, something close within another man’s reach, but ultimately for him to not be as close to her as. I balanced myself with my left hand on his shoulder, leaned back and gave him another little switch with the whip."Ouch, now where to, Mistress?" Into the bedroom! Look what you have done to me! You've made my pussy sloppy wet with your game." That was the truth. I could feel my pussy juice all over his back. "I want you to clean me up. Take me to my bed."He did as I instructed. I dismounted and sat on the very edge of the bed, my legs spread wide with my heels still on the floor. "Now, come. I want you to have sex with my husband. I think he's at least a little bi, and I want to see you with him. Can you do that for me?" She looked so pretty, and as I thought for a few seconds, I looked down. I saw straight down her shirt and stared at her beautiful boobs. I guess I stared for too long, so she teased, "Ahem, like what you see? Anyway, what about my husband/" What else could I say? So I looked right into her eyes and said, "Yes." With that, she adjusted herself so she could lean.