They were laughing and I could tell that they both had far too many drinks.My wife came in first,shoeless,and my friend came in behind her,holding her...hand,laughing,and his shirt was partially unbottoned. I then began to hear their stories of how much fun they had at this party and who was more blasted than they were at the party…I just sat and listened as my wife giggled on like a high schooler…At that point,my friend got up to leave,leaning over to say goodnight to my wife,when she put both. Could I learn to live with the new Maggie? Could I come to terms with what she had done?It occurred to me that I’d not really seen how Maggie was with Michael, or for that matter, with Lisa. When I had given Maggie and Michael a lift to their ‘farewell’ dinner, it had been awkward. Would seeing them together confirm whether I could cope with the possibility of sharing my wife in the future? Or would it confirm that our relationship was doomed? Or if I didn’t like seeing them together, would. She pretty quickly realised how introverted I was. Slowly and gently, she got me to loosen up. It looks to me, that we like each other. I even plucked up the courage to ask her out for dinner one Friday evening, which she accepted. ----- Since Sarah is on crutches, I carried her groceries to her apartment for her. Once inside and the groceries were sorted out, she asked for a hug. I felt comfortable enough with breaking our “no physical contact” rule, so I agreed. During the hug, she thanked me. He appeared short of breath, desperately trying for a lungful of air. His cock shrunk and moved out of my ass. My hands were no more able to support my weight, finally I gave up and we both collapsed over the floor. We remained there on the floor, lying beside each other. Slowly the breathing became normal. I got up and sat beside him, supporting my weight against the fence of the terrace. I could feel his thick gluey cum sticking between my ass cheeks. Rahul didn’t try to move from his place..
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