I knew what was going to come on the screen and didnt know how to respond. Everything powered up as Mrs. Carter settled onto the couch next to me. The... screen seemed to stay dark for an eternity. I felt Mrs. Carter&hellip,Debbie&hellip,move close to me as I stared transfixed at the screen. Relax, she said breathily in my ear. Youre going to like this, at least I know I did. It was then that, instead of the now familiar opening credits to My Wife the Slut, an image appeared that horrified me. Then he asked if I ever received oral from a guy. I hadn’t at the time and let him know that and I was against it as well. He went on to tell me how he received it once and it was the best head he ever got and as he went into detail about how he didn’t have to be so gentle or slow and he actually could fuck his face I got a bit aroused. I went home that night and was truly interested at this point because the head that he described that he had got was just extremely blissful. I stumbled across. He had a propper massage table so I started to undress as he closed the curtains. He got undressed, I was pleased he was slim quite fit and had a nice cock 6.5 inches and quite fat. I got straight on my knees and took him in my mouth. He hardened and I licked his shaft and then sucked him like a slut. He wanted a 69er on his sofa, he had been eyeing up my cock which was a little longer and fatter than his. I layed back and he wasted no time in sicking me and using saliva to work a finger into. That’s right. Remove your wedding ring and put it in your pocket. There, but for the tan mark on your finger, no one will know you’re married. Now pretend you don’t have a girlfriend, a mistress, and/or a significant other. Pretend you don’t have any children spending your money, demanding your attention, and sucking the life from you. Pretend you have the quiet atmosphere that you need to concentrate, focus, breathe, and relax so that you can continue thinking of that one, particular, special.