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Megan’s Transformation Into A Hotwife - Part 3

Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Kee4Fun, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

be perfect. I will be totally recharged by then, and looking forward to seeing you again so soon. You really are special to me, I hope you know.” “Yes, I do know. I feel the same about you. I was just talking with George about this whole situation. He says he enjoys it, and does not want me to stop. He likes you, he said.” “Well, I like him also. I told you I am not a home wrecker. I have tried to make him a friend and will continue to do so. And by the way, I take it from your reaction to my thumb that you enjoy anal sex?” I snapped him with the towel. “Ow! What was that for?” “You really are a devil, you know! I knew you were spending more time than an average guy in your situation would spend with George. I almost felt ignored a couple of times. And now you want to fuck me in the ass, probably right now, if you could.” “And what is wrong with either of those things?” “Well... Probably nothing, but you are just too clever and cunning.” “I like to think ahead. It is just for the benefit of your marriage and our pleasure.” “I know, I know. You are a wonderfully masterful guy, and my emotions have me somewhat mercurial right now. Forget it and kiss me.” We held each other tightly—our lips once again locked in an ardent exploration. We finally broke apart and began to walk out to the bedroom. “No more affection displays. George has seen enough today.” “Understood.” As I began to get dressed, he went over to George and engaged him in more guy talk. I really was happy he was ... doing this; including George as much as possible was important to me, at least at this point. With little to put on, I quickly dressed, and then had to wait for the two of them to finish their conversation. It wrapped up. George and I headed to the door and out to our car. I looked back to see Derreck, wet towel wrapped around his waist, watching us leave. Lots of preparation before Wednesday, I thought. We did not talk too much on the way home. I was tired, sore, and still a bit mystified by George’s revelation, and my subsequent, mind-boggling, behavior. I closed my eyes and was soon asleep. I was startled when we arrived home; it seemed only a few minutes had passed. We had dinner, and I tried to watch TV with George, but could not keep my eyes open. I went to bed, sleeping until 10:00 AM. I never heard or felt him come to bed. The next day passed uneventfully. After dinner, I asked him if he was up for some fun. “If you are talking about sex, then absolutely!” “Great, me too!” I said, with enormous delight, spilling everything out in one long burst of words. “I have a plan that you need to be part of; it will give us both considerable thrills and excitement. I want to do anal with Derreck; I need to be as ready as I can for his invasion back there. So... please be my Sweetheart and take me, back there, as often as you want, for the next three days. Each time, use that large, silicon dildo back there, the one you use in my puss sometimes. I want to get accustomed to its size ...