Get some help. Both of you. You, for whatever drove you to pimp out your own wife to another man, despite her being a lesbian, for browbeating her int...o going along by some means of control and manipulation ... and you, Karen, for trauma. PTSD. Whatever you need to get past this. Not to mention any grief over losing our baby. Don’t ever worry about ‘atoning’ to me about anything again. You’ve suffered far worse than any pain you caused me by now ... and I had a role in it, although I was duped. What do I know about this kind of thing?Soon after we sat down I felt a small hand lightly rubbing my erection. Dee Dee knew that drove me crazy. No one said anything about it, and I certainly felt no need to point it out. It gave a whole new meaning to the term first class service.The girls both ordered some salmon thing, crusted with pecans or some such thing. It was all strange to me, but they seemed to know exactly what they wanted. It was then I learned that they are semi-vegetarians. They. “Let’s get up and eat so I can visit the village.”They rose, used the restroom, and shared a breakfast of sliced fruits, meats, and bread. Don slipped on a pair of swim trunks, a t-shirt, and sandals, while Angel remained in the clothes from the previous day. “I’m going to the village to buy you some clothes to wear so you won’t need to keep borrowing mine, though you do look better in my clothes than I do.”Angel smiled as she watched him dress. “Also, I find you very beautiful, and very. She’s the…… one from work.” he said a little sheepishly.“I’m the one he fucked on the counter” Sunny said a little more convincingly.“Dude, no way” came a challenge from the back of the room. “No way you fucked her at work”“He damn sure did” my wife shot back “he got first go at me that night and blew his first load right here” pointing to her crotch. “No freaking way! why’d you want to fuck Justin? He’s such a dork!”“You’re one to talk” she said “I was hungry and wanted tacos. I could tell.