It felt okay, but guilt struck me knowing how much better Russ felt fucking me earlier. The guilt lasted only for a few moments when my hubby came qui...ckly. I could only fake an orgasm. He held out longer than usual but still he didn’t please me sexually. I knew I needed much more than he could deliver. We kissed for a moment and got dressed. Not many words were spoken much of that afternoon as I sat tanning by the pool unsatisfied still again by my feeble husband. It was now three weeks since. " She paused at the opposite end of the only other piece of furniture in the room, a tall, reinforced massage table that occupied the center of the room. She deliberately looked away as though to say she were still making up her mind. "My friends tell me you're worth it, every penny." She strutted around behind him, tracing one finger over one shoulder and across his back to the other, pausing behind him just long enough that he cast a glance of his own at her. "We'll see about that." . He should be trusting in God to keep him safe. Instead, he was cowering in his bed alone and wanted nothing more than to hide beneath the covers.Wesley had never experienced physical violence. Yes, he knew classmates when he was in school who had been in fights. But none had touched him personally. He was too young to be involved in World War II and was a deferred student in the Korean War. The very idea that someone would attack his fiancée in his home was earthshaking. For the first time,. I didn't care. And there wasn't anything I'd rather do than have sex with Matt so I wasn't afraid to encourage him. I had come close several time to losing my virginity, even had anal sex with one boy who assumed I didn't want to go all the way and had pleaded with me to just let him do it there at least. Silly boy! I would have let him have me in both places had he just asked. Which meant, I was still technically a virgin and Matt could still be my first."Matt, I can feel that you love.