When My Wife's Girls Night Out Took an Unexpected Turn Down Below Phase III of the autobiography, life changes. Please read Phase II. My wife, Lynn, had gone out for her “girls night out” the night before and early this morning I had unabashedly took advantage of her semi-comatose state. Had an unquenchable need to eat her pussy, finding out she had changed the playing field…completely shaving the entire area. Never seeing her with a clean-shaven pubic area, even though I noticed the area around her cunt to be a bit puffy, it extremely raised my desire. Within minutes her body was bucking against my face as I matched her thrusting by alternating between sucking her clit and driving my tongue deep into her folds. Another few minutes and Lynn clamped my head against her with her hands as her body rose, arching her back. She came with such intensity that she ran out of air, sucking it in as if she just finished a 200-meter sprint. I raised my head just as she raised her head, a dreamy smile on her face. Then her eyes became as large as saucers, an “O” forming by her mouth. It was a look of both shock and confusion. The immediate thought was that she must have believed this occurred while she dreamt. She quickly rolled away from me, pulling the covers over her. Shit, I thought, did I do something that might have tipped her off about my infidelities last week? Lynn stayed in bed at least half the day, while I took care of Joey and worked at completing the deck outside where our new hot tub was being installed. …but everything was about to change
