He had a box of condoms already on the bedside cabinet and without even any foreplay he had the condom rolled on and was kneeling between my legs.I la...y there in a kind of daze, not really believing he was just going to fuck me but he got into position, kissed me and pushed inside. I think they must have been lubricated condoms because it didn’t hurt too much. He started to move, thrusting away, his hands either side of my head like he was about to do a press-up. Suddenly his face contorted and. She looked good enough to eat. She walked over to me, gave me a casual kiss good morning, and gratefully took the mug of coffee I had in my hand, drinking a small sip immediately. "Just as I like it," she said."I watched you last night," I told her."Mmm. A quick learner about more than music. You said you have bagels?" Frozen." I got one out. "Takes two shots in the toaster but comes out fine. Sit down, I'll play waiter. Butter or cream cheese?" Butter, and a little jam if you have it." I. She soaped quickly, flushing away all surface traces of their love making, but between her legs her pussy fluttered and her ass twitched. God she wished he'd had time to shove his hard cock into her hungry pussy. She had passed the point of letting her son fuck her…she was ready to demand that he bury his hot penis in her needy channel. When had this switched from a game to a new life style she wondered.A minute later there was a knock on the bathroom door."Hey, surprise, I'm home. Are you. Elsie spoke first."Hope you're both well," said Elsie. Shall we order?" There was a murmur of agreement among us. The food would delay the inevitable and give all of us a chance to settle in and down.The waitress came as a result of my signal. I felt weird as hell. Here was my ex-wife sitting across from me. Sitting across from me with the man she had cuckolded me with, while I was in prison serving a term for manslaughter, a crime that "she" had committed and that I had taken the fall for in.