"He blushed. "I..." Tom, Chrissie would kill me for telling you this, but she's in love with you." Sure, we love each other..." he began."Tom, I don't...mean she loves you like ... a brother. She's in love with you."Tom's blush deepened perceptibly and he mumbled something."I didn't hear that, but I suspect it's codswallop," she said."I said," Tom spoke more distinctly, "she's much too good for me. I'm just a sailorman. I'll always be grubby, working odd hours, away for days at a time. When I. Then she approached the lamb section. I saw her and said to her you can’t have my meat this time. She laughed and wave at me. I said my name is Ralph and no lamb for you this time as there is only one cut left. I asked her what was her name she looked at me then hesitantly replied Santi. I said what a pretty name for a gorgeous looking woman. Santi said thanks. There was that look of disappointment in her eyes as I told her this was the last cut of lamb. I told her I will make you a deal. I. I skipped the bunching and went straight to her bare skin. I could be only inches away from the promised land, if that. Joan must have unsnapped a clasp at the front of her bra because, as I looked over and down, I could make out her fingers pinching her nipple under the sweater and the bra was nowhere to be seen. My pinky finger touched her soft pubic hair. Rather than to just keep squeezing her leg, I started softly rubbing my hand up and down her inner thigh. She liked what I was doing and. I snapped some good cum facial shots as my wife at that moment was nothing more than a slut for us. She later told me" it was stuck on" referring to his cum on her face. James cum on most parts of Monica's body but never did I see another man empty his entire balls over her face like that. We met on a few more occasions and Nigel always blew his first load into my wife's face and I loved it when he did that, whether Monica liked it or not she took it like a good little slut. She eventually went.