After she paused to take a drag, I stood up. She looked a little confused but she stood up as well."What's the matter Steve?" she asked"I think it's y...our turn to lie down on the couch," I told her.With that she took my position on the couch. I was extremely nervous about my next move for we've never gotten to this point. She laid on the couch, her head on a pillow, her one arm hanging off the edge of the couch, the other leaning on the back pillow, with the cigarette in hand. She looked into my. Random hugs, with my naked body pressed against him. My feet up his legs while watching the game. And then, only days after our first playtime together, he snapped. It was late at night, I had just come home from one of my scarce walks around the park. Dad was in bed, I could see his clothes lying on the floor. - Becs, he said, come here for a bit. His voice was low, he was drunk, more than usual. I grabbed a bottle of beer from the fridge and kicked one leg over his covered body, sitting down. She said that her married life was not at all good. It seems that her husband comes home after work tired, has food and directly fucks her and sleeps. There were no foreplays or any love between them.She said she hardly had any love for him nor did she enjoy being in bed. She said that she hated being in bed when her husband was there.I felt really bad for her. But I did not want to misuse her vulnerability.One night, she asked me whether I remember the things which happened between me and her.. My girl spoke "how did you like that blow job Ron? Was it nice? Did your little fuckslut give you a nice spunkjob? Maybe you can assfuck your little ho." So dirty for my sweetheart!The guy in her ass pulled out and moved to her mouth. He fucked her mouth so hard I thought she would pass out. Hearing her slurp and moan was too much for the other guy. He came while she gave him a hand job, all over my sweety. Then one of the guys girlfriends walked in, I thought she would be angry, but instead.