Ronnie finished his 3rd beer. He was downing them fast and another wasted stranger gave him a bottle of Vodka. Ronnie was getting wasted as well. Pris...cilla and Ronnie disengaged and she felt a stranger behind her. The stranger was feeling her up, she had only one beer so she managed to get out of the stranger’s reach but became horny and decided she waited enough. She grabbed Ronnie and went upstairs. Ronnie was a mess. He was totally wasted. They managed to find a vacant bedroom.It was large. " You don't understand, show me your cunny. What word don't you understand, Catherine? Are you being impudent with me?" You want me to show it to you out here? Someone might come along." You are trying my patience, young lady."Catherine looked both ways, then, with resignation, hiked her skirts and petticoats. She then pulled out her panties so that he could see down them. John looked, but angrily said, "All I see is a hairy crack. I said show me your cunny."Catherine took a deep breath, then. She pulled me upstairs to the bedroom and then did her absolute best to fuck my eyes out. It was the first time I knowingly had sloppy seconds, but it wasn't the last. I never let her know that she had been discovered and life went on.No, I wasn't a guy who got off on knowing that his wife did other men. What I was was a guy who could not, under any circumstances, afford a divorce at that time. It would happen in the future, but for the time being I had to grin and bear it. That's not to say. . I said to myself never again I was risking everything for this my marriage my job, i was making exscuse's to leave work to please this man, I just could not understand what I had become and in my mind it was over I had to end it so as we went home on the tube I told Harry it was over he listened and smiled, he then lent across and whispered in my ear... its over when I say so, you are a mine to do as I please and right now you are coming back to mine, and you are going to fuck me.. he sat.