Her quim was slightly parted and her face was flushed. Moving to her again, the man thrust a finger into her exposed box. ‘Did you let your husband ...do this?’ said the man as he thrust his finger in and out of her. ‘Yes’ she grunted. ‘I’m sure you did’ he said as he continued his attack on her defenseless slit. Drawing back again, the man said. ‘Turn around and place your hands on the wall and keep your legs apart.’ With the woman facing away from him, the man placed his hands over her stomach. Having only spoken to Ashley in groups before, to be asked for a drink after classes one day, as far as you were aware by yourself, was intriguing. Much as you had gazed at - and lusted after! - Ashley for some months, the right moment had not presented itself to make a move, and this invitation from her was potentially a lifesaver. You were glad that you had chosen your clothes wisely this morning - some mornings it was hard to do more than the basics, but knowing that you'd be in a class with. I told her that as long as the two of them weren't together she shouldn't feel bad about getting some pleasure, that she has needs too. She was still unsure we would ever see each other again. But I am going to try, I would love to get some more time with that hot ass white girl. I sure as hell am not going to give up that easy. I hope to see her again tonight when I go out."I must admit as hard as it was to hear him speaking about my wife that way another part of me was interested in. I am confident that in a few days hewill do more than identify with that image he will begin to physicallyrespond like he was one. In a couple of days, he will be unable to reactas anything but the air-headed sex starved bimbo that his wife demanded."Anders used the cutter to snip off the end of a pencil eraser and lookedWinters in the eyes."Yes, well about that. Stevens and his wife have disappeared. They oweme a great deal of money. I've decided that their little play toy ismine now. So.