I roll on to my back and grab her boxers again, with my head and arms sticking off her side of the bed. "You're not getting off so easily missy!" I sa...y with a laugh, and my dick flops around on my stomach, still quite hard. I can see her perfect ass and tan lines because the boxers are pulled most of the way down her butt, and she leans away to try to break free. I slide a few inches off the bed, and with the other hand grab her left hand. "Here comes the tickle monster!" I yell, and realize. "How do you know Empire Cleaning Services?" They used to do work for my Dad. Years ago. Fifty years ago, I think. When I was a young girl. I use a different cleaning company now. They're a lot cheaper. The girls are all immigrants. Arabs I think. I'm not sure. Once upon a time they all came from the Eastern Europe or Africa. What's your name, dear?" Tamara." Pretty name. Is that an Arab name?" It's Jewish. It can be an Arabic name, but I'm Jewish." Jews. Arabs. They're all the same aren't they?. .. stuff. She...”“Slept with you.”“Yeah, but it’s not like she hasn’t slept with Melody, too.”“What? Oh my god!”“Oh shit. I shouldn’t have said that. Sandra, you’ve got to forget I said that. I’m going to kill myself.”“Before you or after you slept with her?”“Well, we ... um.”“Oh my god, together? And then you went to her alone? She’s not only brokenhearted, she’s jealous!”“Of Lissa?”“Of you.”“Why would Melody be jealous of me?” This was way too confusing for my pea-brain to figure out. In. Now I was frozen, standing there unable to move for 5 minutes or so, watching my wife get her pussy eaten by another man. WOW! I pulled myself out of my trance, and came back and sat on the other end of the couch so as not to disturb them. W kept licking and sucking her pussy for a few more minutes, then she lifted her ass off the couch, let out a loud moan, and came on W's face. She then got up, looked at me and said "your fantasy came truth huh?". She sat down and kissed me deeply. W.