Toh mene Firse massage dena shuru kra, mera focus zada unki gand tak pauhunchne mein tha, main apne pair fold krke betha tha, toh peeth se unki lower ...back tak jaate huye uthna parh rha tha, iska fayda utha kr main apna lund dheere dheere ma’am ke munh ke pass le aaya, maine Jeens pehni thi aur mujhe feel hone lga tha ke garm saansein bajj rhi hain, maine apna lund jeans ke andr se ma’am ke munh mein lga diya, fer kaha “oh sorry”, toh unhone kaha “Koi baat ni mujhe accha lg rha hai”, mene pucha. “Mujhe eak selfie leni hai….. tumhare laude to chooste hue… lekin agar tum comfortable nahi ho to koi baat nahi.”His mouth fell open. I guess he went into a shock.I quickly tried to reassure him. “Tumhara chehra nahi ayega, sirf meri ayegi, kisi ko pata nahi chalega ki tum ho.”He kept staring at me, too shocked to speak. I could see the bulge in his jeans. I had already turned him on with my earlier display. Now it was a struggle between his mind and penis.“Please meri help karo na.” I said. I saw each guest out as they left and I was in the house alot. I looked in the drive way and the only truck still there was Eric's and Mike was setting in it alone. I looked out to the pool and there was my wife butt naked laying on her back on the diving board and Eric was plowing her cunt as hard as he could. I didn't want to go out due to there was no way I could without them seeing me. So I went to the spare bed room and looked out the window and watched him fuck her for almost thirty. This was my moment of revenge.The DVD began playing and at first it was generic images and short videos. People were more or less paying attention when a picture of me appeared on the screen. It was the picture from the yearbook that had originally started all of this. The description wasn't with it, but everyone remembered the infamous words and soon there was a buzz of conversation drowning out the music behind the slides. That buzz dropped quickly to total silence as the next scenes came.