Her make up was natural. And thanks to the split in the side of her dress, I could see she was wearing a pair of black lace trimmed hold up stockings,...under the strappy black stiletto's. 'Wow' was all I could manage. I noticed she had removed her wedding ring. As far as any of her customers at the lap dancing bar were concerned, she was single. It added to her appeal.There was a knock at the door, her lift was here. She looked to me, blow me a kiss, and left. I was jealous, my gorgeous wife. ...i knew she'd hear it. I put the phone down at waist level again and return to jerking. It was perfect, the womans eyes grew larger and more suprised as the reality of what was going on washed over her. The suprise never left her face. I pretended to be looking down at my phone but kept my eyes focused on the lady. It was all so perfect! I slowed my stroking....i was closer than I wanted to be....oozing precum like crazy. Fuck it, i lifted a thick stringy bead to my mouth. Wrapping my lips. ” Reece insisted.“I bet you weren’t just thinking about G, were you?”“Ah.”“Hmph. Do you think I’m recording you? Do you think I’m gonna judge you or say bad boy? No. But to sit here and lie to me with your dick straining in your pants is just insulting.”Reece looked down and slid under his desk his face was burning red.“She wants you anyway man, it’s a sure thing.”“Really.”“Yeah, Im kinda pissed at you for it. She’s always asking questions about you. Always smiling at you, holding that eye. ***Ring ring.It's his cell phone this time. In the middle of changing the baby,Cynthia lets it go to voicemail before retrieving the phone from hispurse."I just woke up." Fernando's voice still drips cigarette smoke andwhiskey. Cynthia idly wonders if taking up smoking would lower hisvoice. "That was pretty incredible last night, girl. How about a repeatperformance?"Cynthia sets the phone aside.He was in the shower an hour this morning, making him late for his ridewith Allison.Doing his makeup.