Our sex life was good, but I had this crazy idea that I wanted to see my wife with another man. Sound familiar to anyone?There was this one guy I knew...who always wore really tight pants that usually showed off the size of his cock. He was always talking about sex and wanting to try new things. So I decided to see if I could set it up so he was at my house alone with my wife for at least 30 minutes before I arrived home ‘a little late’.The first little setup, I offered to drive and pay for the. And later, when I returned to the chamber, no manner of search revealed it. It had taken a single generation for the LaCroixes to descend from wealth, position, and grasping to a moss-encrusted St. Mary’s Cemetery vault. Nothing had been enough for them. It was Sarah LaCroix, Henri’s mother, who simply must have Raven’s Rest. But Raven’s Rest had been owned by a LeMoynes forever. Ham LeMoynes would not sell. Many there were, even at the time, who claimed Sarah had falsely woven the slight—never. I posted the one for fun to see what you guys would think; apparently I got a negative reaction. I want you to know that I haven’t ended that series and am re-writing that chapter from scrap since I lost the writings, but I apologize for the inconvenience. I would like to thank my supporters and followers, I will continue to write, I just don’t have as often chances and like I said, I lost my stories so, I don’t know what I’m gonna do yet… I am planning on making a few single chapter stories. He's 6'7, and the sweater practically hugs my knees if it doesn't bunch up. I guess leggings are hot when you have a fat butt, but not when it looks like you're basically wearing a "green bay packers" sweater dress that smelled like weed and sweat.DESPITE my craptastic appearance I started to feel something on my leg. Sure enough, dude in the seat I was hanging out by was just kinda touching my leg and looking at my ass from the side. Now, I read a lot of smut and you read about this crap all.