Slowly the door opened. Peeking through the gap made Amber gasp in delight. Lucy's glorious long raven hair was fanned out over the pillow. The sight ...was simply breathtaking! The lust crazed roommate counted the steady rise and fall of the sheet as Lucy breathed easily in peaceful sleep."Lucy?" she whispered softly, daring to make the next move. "Lucy? Do you want to wake up now?" No response! She gathered her courage. Whispers didn't prove a thing. "Hey Lucy! Get the hell up!" Amber thumped. She fondled my testicles too, but I think, purely out of courtesy. Her retraction “practices” turned into a full-blown hand-job. We found out that I like to have my nuts pressed into my body. Hence, we changed positions with my dick in the sink and my balls pressing against the sink’s edge. Sarah pinned me to the sink with her body. Her right hand was on my manhood, her left hand on my chest. My hands were squeezing her bum. She was sliding the foreskin over my corona (the “bottom” of the. I watched through her living room window as Carmen swayed to the beat emanating from her stereo. I loved watching her hips move back and forth, the muscles flexing in her thighs and buttocks, the dimples above her ass. Her back was muscular and lean. I could just barely make out the shadowed, smooth lips of her puffy sex. She set her cup atop the stereo, ran her hands up her torso as she turned in profile to me. My heart began pounding faster, my cock growing as I watched Carmen cup her firm. My father had a basic philosophy that he instilled in us kids as we were growing up. "Never get mad" he would say, "But always, always get even. And then if you can, get ahead."As angry as I was at finding out that my so-called 'loving husband' was a cheat I was not so mad as to forget my father's credo and I was already planning my revenge. Even being over thirty and having had three kids I didn't look all that bad. I still got an occasional wolf whistle and I had never been to a party that I.