He could fuck, cum and fuck again without losing his erection…not that remarkable for a healthy, physically fit eighteen year old. It was that very... proclivity which had marked the beginning of the end of his most recent relationship with a small college town golden tanned debutant, following a lusty double fuck during what for her was supposed to have been a ‘romantic’ picnic. She had soon after declared in a fit of theatrical anger that he didn’t ‘love’ her and was only interested in her. My wife always likes to see me flirting with other women, mainly because it brings out a slightly competitive urge which inspires her to be even more flirtatious and daring with other men. I love it when she ups the stakes! I watched her talking to lots of nice guys, and wondered if she was developing any intentions. I also talked to some nice women, and even got a number.At the end of the night I noticed that she was slow-dancing with a guy she had been chatting with earlier. They were dancing. Me too promised well and asked her shall we start.She, not with full heart took me to the bedroom. It was well decorated with flowers on the bed, hangings on walls, room spray and all. I winked at her and said, “You have so many expectations on Murali, I guess”. She half smiled and said yes.I asked her expectations and how to start, what to do and all. She requested me to do exactly how I did with Madhu (See my previous sex story link given above). So I made her sit on a chair and started doing. "We'll see about that, you have no idea how much I can hurt you." Withthat she stormed off out of the room.They kept him well back out of the way as they made the dinner, Susanlaid the table in the dining room once she had run her errand. He askedfor the toilet and was shown the staff one just off the laundry room.He did his business then noticed a large plastic bottle of bleach whichhe picked up and walked towards the main rooms.He found the dining room without any trouble, the door was.