Why in theworld do I allow my wife to tell me I can?t sit in my own chair? Why in theworld did I lock these infernal shoes on so early? All I can do ...s stand there and wait before I go and standin the corner. The balls of my feet are already getting sore. My mouth startsgetting dry while I think about all the possibilities before me. I make one ofthe very choices I can; I get myself a glass of water from the bathroom sink.After drinking down the full glass of water I notice the lipstick stain. Like a woman's.The main drag, as it were, was about four blocks from our house, several college bars, right in a row. We'd hit them all, sometimes, all in one drunken college boy night. They were too close to drive to, and just far enough to stumble home drunk from. We'd agreed ahead of time we could make it there. But that was before heels. We made it two blocks before our feet started to hurt. If nothing else tonight, I thought, I'd have a new appreciation for women wearing high. ”“Oh god no Jack, I..I...c..can..can’t.......fuck me......fuck me hard....oh god baby.....yes...yes....could you....c..c..c.ould you..r.r.real....really.....aarrgghhHHHHHHH...c..c..cum..cumming!!”“Yes baby I could and would. I’d begin rubbing your clit until you're hunching up forcefully into his cock, fucking him.” Then I’d look at you and ask, “You love his dick don't you honey?” I know you'll try not to admit you love him fucking you but when his dick begins stretching you deeply, opening. I could sense that we could connect even more. Her name was AnnieAfter some days Annie told me she was going abroad for a training program and she asked me for some tips since it was her first trip abroad. Soon we started chatting online when she was abroad and as the days passed by, her loneliness and being alone helped us break the ice and we soon started talking more boldly. The fact that we were both mature, married and in control of ourselves helped. The bold chats soon changed to some hot.