Funny Pet get a companion and Mia is taken with her new arrival. Porn Pics

A woman who leeches personality traits attends an orgy.

While we ate, I couldn't help but think about my wife. Had I made a huge mistake? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I felt at the thought of her being with another man. When we got home I rented a movie, which was a good distraction. When I started thinking more about how sexy she looked, and how excited she was, my anxiety turned to arousal. I thought of our own sex life being stimulated by this adventure. I couldn't tell if I was more nervous or excited. Every so often I would look at the clock and wonder what she might be doing. Was she having fun? Did she make any friends? Was she being hit on? Was she drunk? My mind was racing. I hoped she was having fun. I wanted her to feel really sexy again, and hoped the excitement of being flirted with by someone new would help.

After the movie was over I looked at the clock, it was now 11:30 so I sent the kids to bed and went to bed myself. As I laid down I again wondered what she was doing. Probably dancing with a drink in her hand. The visual made me laugh, and made me happy to think of her having fun. Somehow, I eventually fell asleep.

I awoke some time later needing to use the bathroom, so checked the clock. Wow, it was already 2am! The bars were closed. Andrea would be in her room by now. Was she alone? What if she wasn't? What was she doing? Then an image of her room flashed across my mind, with her dress and panties on the floor. I tried to shake the image, but I couldn't. As my imagination took control I saw her on the bed, on her hands and knees with a handsome, well-built man behind her. I imagined her face contorting with pleasure as he thrust into her over and over from behind. Was she loud? Did he have a big dick? Did he cum inside her? I began to throb and get hard the more I thought about it, so I reached down and started stroking myself. I came quickly, then tried to stop thinking about it and forced myself back to sleep.

I awoke about 7:30 in the morning feeling exhausted from the restless night and got up to make breakfast. I checked my phone but there was nothing from her. My stomach was tight and I had no appetite. I was anxious to know what had happened last night. I laid on the couch and watched TV all morning while the kids played video games. Then at about 11:15, I heard the back door open and the sound of keys being put in the tray. I felt a surge of adrenalin knowing she was home. As she walked into the living room, I noticed she was wearing jean shorts and a tank top. Her hair was tossed into a pony tail, her eye makeup smudged and her lipstick wiped off. She had a relaxed and happy glow about her, but I thought I sensed a tinge of guilt. She smiled sheepishly and asked how everything was.

"Good" I said as I filled her in on my uneventful night.

"Ok good, well I'm gonna shower" she said.

"How come you didn't shower there?" I asked.

"I got to bed pretty late and ended up sleeping in almost to check out, then just wanted to get home", Andrea said. "It was so nice to be able to sleep in without getting woken up by the kids, and the bed was so comfortable!"

"Ok, well can I at least get a hug first?" I asked as I walked over to her and hugged her tight. I could smell alcohol on her breath, and a bit of perfume still in her hair, and the slightest hint of sweat. "Ok go shower hunny" I said after I had let her go. She smiled and walked to the bedroom.

After I heard the shower on for about 5 minutes, I crept into our room and saw her clothes on the floor.