Then one Thursday when Barb was again home alone for a few hours she signed on and found another message. ‘Waiting Damsel. I have an idea. We both a...re suffering from the same thing – loss, or I should say, lessening of our romantic lives. We both love our mates and will never leave them. But we also both know that right now they don’t have the time for the romance we desire. I think we should meet for one night. Just a few hours. No names, no details. Just one truly romantic encounter. ‘Just. When we left, she told me she had seen his cock and that it looked pretty good. Saturday I took her back where, after talking more, he stood and dropped his pants in front of her. Pointing his cock to her mouth, she started sucking his cock before heading to the bedroom where she was fucked doggy style while I laid under, licking her pussy. That day I found there was something about the way my wife’s pussy tasted after being freshly fucked. Sweet and creamy.On Tuesday my wife was talking on. “Who said anything about letting my husband make love to me in it?” she said in response. “I’ve told you already, I’ll still want you to fuck me even if I do get married.”“You’re a bad girl Amy,” I told her as I slipped my hand around her bask, under her nightie, and inside her panties.”“You’re not going to spank me are you, dad?”“Too right I am!” I told her as I started to push them down over her bottom.She tried to pull away but I grabbed her and pulled her down onto the bed. She was light. I found the room number! Here I was standing outside the door where I would meet a total stranger and conduct myself into something that many would consider taboo.I tried to put all of that in the back of my mind as I knocked on the door. I could barely hear somebody walking toward the door. The handle turned and the door opened.It was Kathy standing with a big smile on her face."Calico. Please come inside. You look great! I love your black dress and those heels are really fantastic! Come in.