[milkman56]

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So this led to the first serious time that I coerced her to put on a “show” for me. The first of several until she refused to do anymore.

This first time was an obvious ploy for me to play on Annie, because she was still sexually intrigued by my friend, whom I will call Gary.

Gary had been my friend even before he was hers. I had known him since I was a teenaged boy, and in fact he had joined me in peeping into our neighbor girl’s window more than once. He always claimed he saw more than I did, swore he saw her take her bra off, but I did not believe him. He lied about things like that a lot.

Gary had dated Annie before I did, as I said, and of course he had tales to tell, about what she let him “do” and what she let him “see.” But that was a long time ago. Gary was not guy to get a lot of girls, in truth. But I knew he still had a “hard-on” for Annie. For that matter, a lot of my friends did, trying to cop a feel when we were drinking together. And she being the only girl in the crowd and a “good sport” and being the only married woman they knew, made her a great attraction. If other girls they knew might refuse them because they were virgins, they did not have to worry about that with her, and—hey—if she got pregnant, who is to know who the daddy is? Somehow too the idea that she was regularly fucking meant she was available to fuck, even if she was married. What’s another fuck to a married woman who gets fucked all time? That was the mindset, I think.

So Gary was at her often, she admitted. And so were the others. It was something of a thing to talk about among them. There were some exaggerated stories. But Gary had had some success to brag about and particularly the idea that she willingly gave him a blow-job and, he claimed, swallowed it, that was the like Holy Grail of sex—to find a pretty girl to do that, who enjoyed doing that, who swallowed it—that was the what each wanted more than anything. Forget falling in love. If my wife would suck them off, she would be their favorite girl.