"Thanks, Nora. I feel better... safer. Well, are you going to share Jerome with Marsha?"She blushed and then grimaced, but it was a pretty grimace. "I... don't know. I've decided to leave any sharing that happens to Jerome." Hah! Not likely. It's your decision, not Jerome's." Maybe, but he'd need to agree." Uh-huh, but he'll follow your lead. He loves you but enjoys sex with Marsha. You love Jerome, but you also enjoy sex with Marsha, and Marsha considers you and Jerome the two best sex partners. Kevin pulled his hand back from my wife's pussy and seems to be fidgeting around with his pants. A moment later I heard the zipper of his jeans open just before he wiggled around to slide out of his pants. He quickly cuddled back up to my wife, only this time I knew his bare cock would be pressing against her skin. For the first time in my life I was torn between feelings of rage and extreme arousal over the same situation. I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. I knew it would only a few minutes. He holds me tight and pulls me to the bed -"Forget the game," he pleads, ready to pounce."NO! We are tied, I'm so getting the final win!"It's his turn to pout as we begin the final race. Whoever loses ends up naked. The game begins. He pulls ahead at the start, a solid 10 points to my measly 4. Then a comeback, I rally for 6 points, making the score even until his team scores more, 16 to 10. The time gets closer to running out, and I realize I'm not going to win. He pulls ahead to 26, 27, and. Until last Sunday, that is. I could not take it anymore. We were at one of his friend’s house to watch a game on TV, BBQ and to catch a tan next to their swimming pool. During the game, everyone consumed a lot of alcohol. Then things started to get out of hand. The girlfriends of his friends were drunk and walked around topless. I saw that the men had a tough time concentrating on the game with all the naked tits swaying before them. I kept my dignity in my fashionable one-piece swimsuit and an.