"She said, "Do you mind if I join you?"I said, "Sure." And she brought her bag over and sat down.Now, maybe some people believe that things happen fo...r a reason, but thatday there was some storm or something, and flights were delayed. So, weended up talking for a big chunk of the afternoon. We talked about allthe guys we had played with in college, and then everybody else we knewin college.I realized that I really had lost contact with everybody. My footballcareer had taken over everything. . Tom was holding the suspender belt and stockings. “Put these on,” he demanded as he passed them to her. Marcy fastened the belt around her tummy before twisting it round so that the hooks were at the back. Standing next to a chair she raised one leg its seat and slid one of the stockings over her foot and slowly up the length of her leg. She fastened it to the clasps that were dangling by her thigh and then repeated the process with the other stocking. “Now this,” Tom ordered almost. I heard you tried to kiss him?” Rebecca cut in, a sly smile appearing across her sleepy features.“Yeah? Well, uh, I was drunk, alright? I thought it’d be funny,” Emily retorted, tugging at the unmoving bottle again. “It was, kinda.”“You know what?” Rebecca continued. “That’s what he thinks, too. But… I don’t think it’s funny.”“Rebecca? You weren’t even there,” Emily growled. “You don’t know any—”“Bourbon’s not going to do you any favors, Emmie.” Rebecca pointed out. “You know, he pushed you. I backed away, sitting on the floor and watching silently, awkwardly. In the next moment, John was naked and climbing on top of his wife. His cock was so hard I thought it would burst. He climbed between her legs, leaned over her, towering over her, and in one motion he drove his cock into her pussy.I watched in silence as they fucked one another with all the anger, love, passion, and frustration they could muster. It was raw, clumsy, and passionate. But it was also amazing, and they worked up.