Pierce,” and she didn’t want Denise to refer to her, or -- worse -- to call her ‘Carolyn.’“Carolyn,” said Bill. “How did the appointment... go?”“Great. Don’t shop for take-out tonight.”“You’re ready to go out? Are you going to keep the sitter?” As if she would stay. Karen was dutiful, but she looked like a girl who knew that she’d bitten off more than she could chew.“Not quite. Love you.” And she hung up before he could respond. Well, she’d spent enough time being a wife; back to the job of being. " So if you were to spend three or four days with him, you wouldn't want to change up?" I pressed."Of course not!" What about Ed? Are you worried that he'll abandon you and take up with Amy, or Karen?"Cindy looked worried. "Has he had sex with Karen?" No." I eyed her. "Is there any reason why he shouldn't?"Cindy lowered her head. "I'm scared, okay?" Look, you can't stop it. I won't let you and he won't let you," I informed her. "That being the case, you have one choice and one choice only --. Dennis stood up and put his pants back on and I went to get us each a half a glass of wine. We were going to drink that and go to bed.We had just finished the wine when our front door opened and two men walked in. Even though we had known that it was a possibility it was terrifying when it actually happened. I covered my mouth and screamed into my hand when they burst in. Dennis just slumped in his seat helplessly.The two men were in their thirties. They were black, appeared to be professionals. Like fire pressing against her. He circled her clit, rubbing firmly against it. She gasped louder, half closing her eyes as ripples of pleasure ran up her body. He rubbed against her, seemingly knowing exactly how she liked it. Softly circling her clit, then rubbing up and down against it. Her gasps grew deeper, louder with each stroke of his finger. She could feel him watching her intently. When she looked up he was looking right into her eyes. His gaze caught hers and held it. She.