"I'll make it up to you tonight," I shouted, but the combination alcohol and sun had put her to sleep.I got into my Mercedes and sped off down the str...et. What has gotten into my wife, I wondered? Trying to suck my penis, and saying a word like horny was very unusual for her. I realized I had been neglecting her needs, taking her for granted, and I vowed to treat her like the angel she was... as soon as I got back from work.I passed Mark and Jerome in Mark's old pickup truck heading to our. The contentment she displays is enthralling. I watch her taut frame quivering before she goes limp, rolls her face my way and lets out a long breath that tickles my cheek as it passes.We just sit like that, nothing but our breathing patterns gradually returning to normal. With a contented sigh, Saffie lets go of my hand, plucks her fingers from between her thighs and looks down. She giggles and I follow her gaze. A single thin stripe of my come laces her upper thigh, pointing at her pussy. She. Even a better paying job was somehow out of her hands, due to her "lack of good presentation". She was an intelligent student but due to her circumstances her notes were not high enough to earn a scholarship. So to escape her dead end job, she decided to move to another city looking for opportunities. But things turned harder than she thought and she ended working as a whore to pay the rent and save something to "get out of the hole someday".But today she was happy. She was somehow like a. Hello relaxation and goodbye pressure! The grinon my face must have been from ear to ear.I pressed the button and rang the doorbell. The chimesgave out a pleasant ding dong which I heard through thedoor. I waited. Nothing. After a few minutes, I rangagain. Again, nothing. I wondered if anyone was home. Ididn’t have a key so rang a third time and listened forsome activity in the house. Nothing and no one wasstirring inside. I was beginning to get somewhatconcerned as to whether we had.