) Unfaithful to my husband at the Diner"Honey I need to go into the bank and deposit these bills". I turned to see him pulling on his jacket as he cam... from the back of the shop. "How long will you be gone", I asked him, if only to say something, as there was only one customer in shop?"An hour, maybe two tops", as he sidled over and gave me a kiss on the cheek and left as I stood watching him drive off into the distance.We had bought into a roadside diner because I was a trained commis chef and. While Joanie’s favorite way of avoiding her family’s conflict was denial, Chuck’s was to pick a favorite and run with it. His lack of passion for sports made it an easy choice to align himself with his long-legged daughter.It usually fell to him to take her to dance lessons, as well as to her baby-sitting gigs. She had her permit, but the long-standing rule was that neither would get their own car until 18 and could afford their own insurance. Missy was saving her money and she was good to go. .......Karen: Yesss....give in to the pleasure. Listen to your body!Sylvia: EeeeEEEEkkkkKKKKK........Edwin ( She never came like this with me.)Karen: What's the matter sweetie? Why did you stop?Edwin: Nothing serious. I'm just conserving energy like our mutual " love interest " suggested, that's all.Sylvia: Well....that was certainly.....welcome but it's my turn now.Karen: Just as we practiced.Edwin's wife laid down, opened her legs and her devoted mistress entered her tongue inside her. After a few moments she spread her legs again. She grabbed the candle again and poured a few more drops of wax on her pussy. This time she forced herself not to scream. After the wax on her pussy dried out, she peeled the dried wax off her genitalia and poured more hot wax. This time she yelled so loud she thought her lungs will explode. The pain between her legs drove her up the wall. She could not keep her legs spread this time, she closed them and started crying. She curled up in a fetal.