“The team in red.” He said. For a minute I had forgotten what I asked. I was very tired; it was late and daddy was warm and comfortable. I thought... about all the chores I needed to do the next day.“Oh.” I said closing my eyes and snuggling into his warm chest. His hand rubbed my hip and thigh as I dosed off. I was dreaming of something nice; I can’t remember what it was exactly, but I felt nice. I could hear panting; like a dog on a hot day somewhere off in the distance. Then I started to feel. “Of course not, but…” “Then it’s only a problem if you want to sleep with him after all. You said you weren’t sure.” “That’s right, but…” She was still agitated but calming down a little now. I interrupted her. “Then if it happens, I’ll just have to handle it. You concentrate on handling him, okay?” There was no alternative so an hour later, when Simon walked up the front path with a large sports bag in his hand and a slightly anxious look on his face, he was greeted by my beautiful wife. ” Matt leaned down over her, his lips only an inch from hers. “I know why, it’s because they can’t kiss you like this.” His lips crashed down on hers, his tongue invading her mouth, tasting her deeply, his breath coming quicker as she filled him with passion. He pulled himself away, and immediately replaced his mouth with his throbbing cock, thrusting into her mouth about an inch or so, and growling for her to suck him. The growl always turned her on so much, and she complied, her tongue. It is tempting." I looked at Tom and with a playfully chastising tone I said, "So you've been thinking about Jen's backside all weekend?" Tom let out a laugh and responded, "Actually, the thought of watching you ride Demarcus is the thing I can't get out of my mind. It's like a sore tooth, I cannot leave that image alone. I keep going back to it, imagining it." "So you did not experience any jealousy? None?" I asked. I was not sure if I was happy or hurt that my husband seemed to be so.