Believe me when I say, I did overlook things at first. I did not want to be that controlling, suspicious husband that makes his wife account for every... minute of her time. But, there comes a point when one cannot look the other way. It is impossible. That is where I was as I turned my gaze from the television to the clock. Two a.m. My God, the bars closed at midnight “Oh I know, we stopped for a bite to eat.” “Sorry baby,” I thought, “last time I looked I don’t think that Timmies had cock on. Sister Juliet turned us over and watched as the older nun walked us toward the church, but as soon as the younger nun ducked back into the school building Sister Margaret had us by the lobes again. It was a cold, cold day, and even if any boiler could have kept that barn of a church warm, Sister Margaret was too stingy to fire it up in the middle of the afternoon just for the likes of us.Our fingers were quickly numbed and our knees ached from the hard floor and I swear there wasn’t more. The Nymphs were here to find out how my first date with Aunty Red or Liz had gone last night as told in my story ‘The Nymphs and the Dentist’.“Is she still here?” asked Em excitedly.“Geez, you two are keen,” I said opening the door and letting them in. “No she isn’t. And no we didn’t come back here we went back to her place. And no we didn’t fuck, if that’s what you really want to know,” I continued trying to quickly answer the obvious questions they would ask me.“Oh?” said Deb. The Nymphs. I started to fuck her harder and she cried out with pleasure but then slowed down and let her grind on my cock whenever I plunged all eight inches deep in her pussy.“Oh Tony this feels so good. Please don’t stop.” I certainly had no plans to stop because her tight pussy was driving me crazy but rather started pounding her because I just couldn’t stop myself. She cried out, “Fuck that feels so fucking good you’re going to make me cum.” I buried my cock in her pussy so she could grind herself.