“Please,” you whisper into my open mouth. I pull you to me and return the kiss, but nervously looking down to the street for the enquiring faces t...hat will surely be looking at us. Nobody even glances. I release your arms and you begin to move again, your fingers opening button after button until there are no more. Your fingers then release your cuffs and you shrug your arms from the sleeves and let the white cotton fall in a crumpled heap on your jacket. Beneath your shirt you are wearing a. “Ready?” I asked him. Timmy just shook his head as I guided his cock down to my pussy lips. I told him “just go slow and once you’re inside me just pause for a moment before you start fucking me.” Once his cock head was inside my pussy lips I pulled my hand away from his dick and looked him in the eye telling him, “Okay now slowly push it in.” My pussy was so wet with excitement as Timmy’s cock slid right in. “Oh God that feels great, can I start fucking you now?” Timmy said. “You’re fucking me. No, she wouldn’t let that happen. Just as Fred had been best man at his wedding he had been best man at Fred’s wedding a few months before his. It was like a whirlwind of sex. They had double dated a lot before so it didn’t seem so odd to continue. Yet now the girls were dancing with either of them and even kissing them. It just progressed so easily. Soon he watched Fred fuck Wilma as he fucked Martha. It was so exciting. Yet as soon as Martha became pregnant, the get togethers stopped.Wilma. I had one letter from my publisher and another from my accountant. There were four bills and a letter for my wife from a government office. When I saw the words on the government mail front ‘Official Business, to be opened by addressee only’, my blood ran cold and my rage ran hot.I am Richard (Rick) Claymore, 33, and married to Catherine (Cathy) Claymore nee Signerson 29. We had been married for just over 5 years when the letter came. I have several traits that many would find bad, and some.