Get to the bottom of this.

“I need a break… and a drink…” Rebecca breathes, looking completely spent. “Gemma is it okay if I leave the two of you here for a minute?”

Your wife looks uncertain, almost guilty, that she may have pressured Gemma to have sex with you, but the girl just smiles and nods. Of course, you know that must have been Gemma’s plan all along, but given this brief respite, you have a few questions that need answering. Rebecca gets up from the bed and wraps her silk robe around her, glancing briefly at the two of you sprawled out on the bed before heading downstairs to the kitchen. Now left alone for the first time in months, you struggle to think of the words to ask, but Gemma saves you the trouble. She sits up on the mattress, leaning in to give you a passionate kiss. Her familiar taste is intoxicating, and your still-erect cock twitches in expectation.

“You said you couldn't leave your wife,” she breathes, her hands straying down your chest. “So I thought… why couldn’t you have both of us? I love you... and I'd do anything for you."

You stare in amazement, that Gemma would go to such lengths to be with you.

"Turns out Rebecca was easier to seduce than you," Gemma laughs, her delicate fingers now wrapped firmly around your cock. "She was lonely because her stupid husband was spending all his time at work. She missed you… I've missed you... and God... I've missed this."

You groan as she bends down and sinks her lips onto your cock until the entirety of your shaft is enveloped by the familiar warmth of her throat...