Anderson was restless. Restless and horny and this was always a dangerous combination. He paced his apartment like a wild animal and silently he berat...d the Bengali girl for awakening these feelings inside him because no matter how he tried, he couldn’t get the image of her eyes out of his head. Finally, he sat down on the sofa and flicked on the television with the remote. He couldn’t get her tiny form out of his mind. Even as a youngster he had always wanted the things he couldn’t have,. He breaks the kiss and I lovingly trace the stubble on his chin. “How was your day? Hopefully not too terrible.”“It’s better now.” He smiles at me and kisses me again, then releases me.As I walk over to the stove, I begin unbuttoning the front of my dress and it slips from my body to show him the creme colored corset that I got especially for him. I hear his intake of breath as he takes in the laced edges and ribboned back and then his arms are around me, pinning me up against the counter next. Dylan remembered that he was receiving some farm supplies tomorrow."Hold up one minute, we got supplies arriving tomorrow, I just want tosee where I want to store it." Dylan did a quick walk through and aroundthe barn, he accessed his farming knowledge and he knew where everythingneeded to go. "Sorry about that, who?s helping me with setting up thefeeding area." Dylan looked at Charles-Oscar. He told me that Oscar andhe would flip a coin on that tonight.They proceeded to walk the fence line;. “That’s a good girl”. Then he pulled down my panties half way to my knees. “You have a very feminine looking ass Andy”. He took more pictures. “What’s your wife’s name Andy?”“Jenny”“Well Andy,” as he groped and squeezed my ass cheeks, “You’re now officially cheating on Jenny and it’s time for you to pay a little for being a bad husband”.He had me stand up and lead him to the kitchen/dining room. I had already moved the chairs from one side of the small, sturdy country style kitchen table. He.