"I'm going to give Daddy a piece of my mind for surprising me this way." she said.There was a large hall in theater complex. That was where the party ...was being held. All the beautiful people were there. I met the leads, the composers, the director, the producers and a bunch of other people who made this show the success it was going to be.Angela and I were chatting with one of the female leads, when I heard, "Hi Percy, Did you enjoy the show?" asked Judith my ex-wife. "Well don't just stand. Judy ripped at Jim's shirt. She unbuttoned the top two buttons, but ripped the third off his shirt. She helped him peal it over his head.Judy ran her fingers over Jim's toned body. The tactile sensation added a new dimension to her pleasure. She stood up and turned towards Jim. She straddled his legs facing him and lowered herself onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a tight embrace kissing him deeply. She felt her pussy grind into him. Her clit responded as another. "Yeah, and then what did you do?" I fucked a guy." Tell me how you did it?"John was pounding her, and slapping her ass now, and sometimes pulling on her cum matted hair."I sat on the stage and told him to fuck me." You're a whore, aren't you?" Yes," she groaned now, loving it. Loving reliving it with John.John slapped her ass again. "Fucking whore." Yes, I'm a fucking whore. A slut. Your slut." You're damned right you're my slut!" He slapped her again, and then yanked even harder on her. I’m really reluctant to share fears, especially irrational ones. I was trying to decide what lie to feed him when he interrupted. ‘No. That’s too personal. Leave it at ‘I don’t like to ski,’ and that’ll be good.’ I’m pretty sure I blushed at that. As I was trying to regain my bearings, he took my hand. ‘Come on. I want to do something I haven’t done in ages.’ He led me outside onto the lodge’s veranda. It was cold outside, but he didn’t seem to notice. I didn’t notice much either. His presence.