As he turned thekeys and started driving to work he turned the radio on and was sooncruising along to the beat of whatever tune was playing.Roger brie...ly wondered what his wife would think if she knew, but thenquickly dismissed the thought.It didn't take Roger long to get to his job downtown and getting his carparked. Soon enough he was riding the elevator into the tall glass-and-steel building that housed the legal firm where he worked, among otherbusinesses. As Roger strode into the office. But the tension was rising. It was becoming a real fight between a husband and wife.The first round was over without anybody getting any points. We both were sent back to the corner for rest. I looked at her and she looked at me. I was challenging her and she sort of accepted the challenge by looking confident. The bell rang and the second round was begun. The real fight starts now.A few seconds of the move, I quickly jumped forward and punched her. Yes, I connected and I got my first point, 1-. Her folds throbbed, her eyes lowered and darkened, her fingers twitched to caress herself once more, and she felt every nerve tingling in heightened desire.Her breathing came in heavily as she began to picture Him coming home to her. Images began to form in her head. Images of Him, images of her, of them both. He would lay her down over the pillows, making sure to keep her face buried in the soft flannel sheets. Her nice round ass would be pushed up into the air as He approached from behind. She watched as her now free flowing milk slowly filled the tube and crepttowards her mouth. Somehow this struck her as incredibly sexy, being made todrink her own milk. Although she was so incredibly turned on, and had beenfor most of the time she'd been kept there, she had gotten used to the ideathat no matter how turned on she was, she was never going to actually makeit. As the first drops of milk dripped from the tube and onto her tongue, lettingher taste her warm, sweet milk, Anna turned up.