A couple weeks later, in a Saturday afternoon, my cell rings: it was Mrs. Dobbins, Monicas mom, asking me if I could do her a big favor with her compu...ter: Monica was spending the weekend with a friend, but gave her my number because I was the expert. I really had nothing to do, so I rode my bike to her house, not far away. Mrs. Dobbins opened the door with a big smile, she was also very communicative and friendly. However, unlike her daughter, she was a curvy, chubby lady, big boobs showing up. I returned to the door, steeled myself for the eventual confrontation and entered. I placed my stuff in my desk, hung my coat on the rack and started working. My friend Sharon, who as later events would prove was my VERY BEST FRIEND, asked me if I was ok, as I seemed upset. I didn't lie as I said my stomach was not well. An understatement!For the next two hours I worked with my head on a swivel, looking frantically for Robert. I wanted to see him before he saw me! Robert is a claims adjuster. He teased her like he had with the vibrator - slowly withdrawinguntil only the tip of his member splayed her cunt lips then quickly thrustingthe full length of his shaft. Unable to resist, Vikki shuddered as a powerfulorgasm raged through her taut body. He stopped and withdrew. Then Vikki feltsomething pressing against her anus. Oh God No - he was penetrating her ass!Vikki cried in pain and shock as he forced himself inside her back passage.The agony was made worse by her humiliation - she felt. Next came the babydoll. It tingled against me as I put iton. It had beautifully soft spaghetti straps holding it inplace. Trevor was in for a real treat tonight. I wanted tohave him. I wanted him to love me as much as I loved him.I hope he does already.I quietly opened the bathroom door and peered out. Kathywas sound asleep as I crept out of our bedroom. It wasfeeling so secretly naughty what Trevor and I were about todo under my wife's nose.I didn't even knock on his door; I just opened it.