Please come home and say you still love me. I thought, “Oh my God”. Eventually, Tom finished his clean up duty, and moved up beside me. (At this point, my cock exploded. I said, “It already does”. I said, “Take off your shorts”! I pushed Tom away and said, “come with me”! I tried to slide my lips over the head of his cock, but the tightness of his shorts made it awkward. He waved, and disappeared. I was wearing the white bikini that you like so much, the one that ties at the sides and the top edge of the front barely covers my vulva. Tom said, “O.K., I’m gonna be honest with you”. There, on my bed was my wife, her arms around a strange man who was fucking her like he paid for the privilege”. I could just make out the tip of his cock in the darkness there. I wrapped my arms around the pillow in front of me and laid my head down. Tom pulled me up, turned and sat me on the edge of the hot tub. Tom slid his hand down toward the ties on my left hip, then slid his hand along the border of my bikini up and over my lower ass cheek, his fingers inside the edge.
