”“Did something bad happen?” she asked.“Just a fight with Joyce. We’ve been having issues for some time now. It’s really no big deal. It�...�ll likely blow over after Christmas.”“If you want to talk, I’m here.”“It’s OK, Trudy. What I really need is just to relax.”I leaned back and breathed in the steam. It was less than I liked, but Trudy had been in here first and it wasn’t my place to change things. I didn’t really want to talk at all, and that would just be more discussion that I wanted to. It was always beautiful, always a monument to their true love that they always had that last fuck of the night saved for each other. And now that was the fuck we were sharing with each other.I’d often wondered how they managed to come together every time. (Well, not TOO much; usually about when I remember “Oh yeah, they’re mind controllers who trust each other enough to share control,” the wondering stops.) There was more to it than that, as I was seeing now, experiencing another look on Troy’s. It's damn sexy.To see my beautiful serene wife lose all semblance of control is as good as it gets. Of course, maybe because I do this to her almost every day is why she's so damn serene the rest of the time. I hadn't thought of that. Anyway it's my favorite part of the day. I love to eat her pussy.This is a time when I absolutely do not like to be interrupted. Cunnilingus interruptus really pisses me off. But sure as the phone ringing when you're in the shower, I heard that little voice in my. Could this be what I was waiting for? As soon as I could I called the number I was given. Sure enough it was. I was given details of where to go and what time to be there. Things were looking good!! That Saturday morning Karen left the house to go to her “friends”. This gave me plenty of time as I knew things were not going to happen to the afternoon at the earliest. I checked Karen”s underwear draw and all the best stuff was gone. She was making sure she looked good for a hard fucking. I.