I remembered Michelle saying she may send some pictures when we decided she would go on the date with Roger. They added to the excitement for me but I also went back and forth between feeling horny thinking of my wife f*****g and sucking Roger and feeling a twinge of jealousy that I wasn't there to watch the action. The image in my mind of my wife on her knees sucking his c**k or him humping her between her spread legs kept flashing through my head. I had more than a few drinks to calm my nerves and ended up falling asleep in my lounge chair with the remote in my hands.
I don't know how long I was asleep, but was awoken at about 2:30 AM by another text. There was an image of Michelle, bent over on the bed, her p***y glistening and c*m oozing out of her asshole. "I'm done with your wife. S
