My tummy was tight and full of butterflies. I could cum again, if only Seth would kiss me and tell me he loved me. Tell me he was going to take care o... me. That's what I wanted, what I needed to hear and I was begging for it. Didn't he know I was willing to quit my husband for him? That I already had, as soon as I'd felt Seth's sperm filling my womb? I was trading my body for his affection, offering myself completely, but Seth didn't care. He'd had me already and was still inside me, like. “Nah. I heard about the poker tournament, and how big the pot always was. Figured it was worth a shot for twenty bucks, even if I had to get naked for it.”“Oh. Okay,” she said, a little disappointed that he hadn’t come here specifically for her.“I did catch a glimpse of you peeking out of the tent when I first got here, though. I assumed it was just my imagination – or wishful thinking. Couldn’t resist coming by to try to make sure, though. Glad I did.”That made her smile. “Me. Once my attention was back on her, she dropped her fork under the table and bent down to retrieve it and exposed her bare ass to me. My immediate reaction was, "Oh damn that's hot," as I ran my hand all over her enticing globes. While I continued to massage her soft cheeks, I asked, "Can I help you retrieve the fork?"Megan replied in a rather sensual voice, "No, you're already helping quite nicely."I looked around to make sure no one was watching and then bent over and ran my tongue across. Next, after six months, it was three days a week and subsequently four days a week a couple of months later.I had a good site foreman, David Chase, but he was just not quite ready to take over for me. He was still a young kid to me, even though he was thirty-five. He worked his way up from a day laborer to site foreman in the last seventeen years. He had no college degree, just like me, but he was working on that and had two years under his belt so far. However, he was at the point that he.