And with that, he put his arm around her and they sweptpast me to the living room, settling in the couch. As he sat, Anniecurled up with her legs up, like she does when we sit together, thoughthankfully not yet as close to him as she does with me.I had followed a few steps behind, intending to extend the small talk aslong as possible, but as I was about to sit in the armchair next to thenow occupied couch, Rob turned to me."Hey man, how about you get us some drinks?" he said, then before Icould answer, he spoke to my wife, "What are you having?" Get the Cabernet," Annie said to me."Sounds good," said Rob, then turned to face me, "Just two glasses," headded pointedly. I almost said something, but Annie giggled at his orderand I felt that she wouldn't be on my side if I argued, so I turnedsilently and walked to the kitchen.My mind was racing. Annie was clearly looking to step up this cuckoldingbusiness tonight. I supposed, considering what I knew was going to behappening later, that it. Their breakfast was normal and happy. As He started out the door, she said, “Mr. Calvin” and it brought him to a stop. Maria walked over, closed the door, dropped to her knees and sucked his cock. Between sucks she said, “you need to give it to me or you will be late”. She felt his knees buckle as Calvin shot a morning load down her throat. Later that evening, Maria could see a sadness in Calvin’s face, she asked, “what’s wrong, Calvin”? He sheepishly muttered that he felt guilty because he didn’t know what to do for her. She came to sit on the floor in front of him. Sliding her dress back to expose her panty less crotch she said, “Calvin… tell me to cum”. He hesitated looking into her drooping little cock and said “cum”. His eyes watched as it trembled a few seconds then spat a wad of thick, white cum out about 6 inches. Calvin’s breathing stopped in amazement. “tell me again”, Maria asked. Each time Calvin told her, she shot a wad. Soon there was a pool on the floor between them.
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