She wore a loose knee length party dress, four inch heels – and a hood! They led her to the center of the room a few feet in front of his chair, rai...sed her hands slightly above her head, securing her wrists in cuffs suspended from the ceiling. They then cut the shoulder straps of her dress allowing it to fall in a pool around her feet, exposing her voluptuous body and legs. He pointed to the hood, waved a finger, wordlessly directing them to remove it. Then he pointed at the ball gag she wore. Jake had brought his Henry with him as he slipped out of the coach, so he had some longer range firepower in case they needed it. He carried the Henry in his left hand and his .44 in his right. They both knew from the puffs of smoke where to find the remaining gang members, so the problem now had settled into one of killing them without being killed, themselves.As they approached the next gang firing position, they realized that there had to be two men in it, judging from the amount of powder. I was missing her anyway. When I got there the gurls told me she had left with a trick earlier and with one of the guys she spends the night with. But I had a great time chatting with everyone and realized how much I was missing them. We all talked and got tipsy. My new word for drunk. Well I decided to go back and called a cab, to tipsy, ok drunk, to walk. When the cab got there it was my new friend and I was surprise. He got out of the cab and opened the door and was smiling from ear to ear.. Having not had meaningful sexual intercourse with my wife for some years now, well, I began thinking about HER needs. Perhaps toys and a variety of penises were the answer, however I further thought perhaps something deeper was involved here. What my wife REALLY needed was a man who would fuck her long and deeply…(forget the toys). And this wouldn’t be easy, as she was never with anyone other than myself since she was sixteen years of age.The Plan:To keep this story of moderate.