She came back out an hour later with a huge smile on her face. I asked her what happened and she said it looks like she might be able to collect this ...eek. Mrs. Miller, my boss's wife came to the store again today. I decided to start a conversation with her and asked her if there's anything I can do for her. She was just looking for a roller blade for her and her daughter. I walked her over and showed her a few of them. I even assisted her with putting one of the roller blade on. As she tried. “What the fuck happened?” he whispered; searching her expression to see if he knew anyway. Jenn looked up at him for a second; searching to see if he already knew the answer. “The sheriff came by with his posse. He says he has evidence the Picasso you sold the mayor a couple of months ago is a forgery.” Jenny didn’t look at him. She didn’t want to know one way or the other. “He’s been on my ass since I started tutoring when I was twenty.”“You know what he wants. I should have just fucked him. We both collapsed on the kitchen floor, the song in the back ground was " A woman's heart" She had the biggest smile that I haven't seen for the longest time, we got up and we agreed to a quick shower and this was the beginnings of twenty years of pleasing and serious effort to satisfy the woman of my dreams……. In the beginning of our marriage the lovemaking was shared and equal, some quick to the point fucking, oral was received and given by both parties, although my sex drive is and has. I am here for another hour before making my rounds if you want to relax…,” his right hand went into the crotch of the jumpsuit and kneaded the bulge inside, “…and hang out with me.”. I think that was the last full sentence I heard him say for the next hour. My attention was riveted on something else. He introduced me to his cock sliding off the jumpsuit to the floor. He was commando and the beauty of his manhood, up close, was a sight to see. He was plump, and thick with a dark silky shaft.