Somehow the woman who had been taking her clothes off in the room full of men was not my wife she was a stripper and my mind did not register that was... the case.The guy that was fucking her was moaning. Then his knees slightly buckled and he shot his load into my Kristy."My Kristy," I thought. Yes my wife was now the center of attention.The guy who shot his load pulled out and quickly another guy took his place and started banging into her pussy with full long strokes. I looked around the room. I sat down at the kitchen table and started colouring. When Iwas done with the marker I was using I put the cap back on, but I missedthe top and put a small line on my thumb. I didn't think it was a bigdeal and I forgot about it.At 7:15pm my brother came in and said "Okay Bobbie, put your littlebooks away and get ready for bed."I stood up, smiled, curtseyed and said "Yes sir.". Then I put my booksoff to the side and went to bed.When I was in bed, Jim came into my room and said "Ya know, I'm. They happily set the patio with tables and decorations, exchanging lighthearted kisses and caresses like when they were newlyweds. This was all going to be so perfect, her friends would all be there, hopefully seething with jealousy at her beautiful home and her successful husband. Before long, the patio looked perfect, the cabana theme by the pool was just right. They stood back together and admired the scene, and much to her surprised delight, she felt Derek’s strong hand creep up her thigh. In the hallway he asked. "Where are we. What next?" Looks like Union Hospital. We need to get back to the school to see if we can find your glasses and books, and I need all my stuff." I said."The glasses are probably broken." He said. I considered then said. "Your house is less than 2 blocks away. Did you get keys back in the stuff they gave you.?" "There were keys and a wallet." He said. "Come on then, there is an old pair of glasses in your room. I'll help you find them." I said.We went to.