"Spearfish Lake, Spearfish Lake," Harper said. "I know I've seen that name, somewhere recently. Let me think... some damn proposal that came through a...week or two ago."That set McMullen to thinking, as well. "Something about a snake," he finally managed to contribute."Oh, yeah," Harper said, dragging it out slowly. "I think I remember." He flipped his intercom. "Mollie, would you bring the file of funding requests from the last month in here?" he said.It took a few minutes to find the letter. As he turned to go he dug the knife in further for the unfortunate repair man. "You may find yourself as a witness for the coming divorce for a divorce it will be".The repair man fled, his mind registering on those parting words about being called as a witness, something that was to plague him for some time, always on edge when faced with any mail registering a government or solicitors logo. As for the wife, she lay for minutes, thighs still well spread and cum dripping from a much filled cunt.. At last, his body relaxed and a deep guttural groan escaped from his mouth.She stopped and rose from her knees and ran her fingernails down his chest, gaining his attention once more. He watched as she looked at him directly in the eyes, opened her mouth to show him what she had taken from him, and swallowed. She made it look so sexy, that he wished he could cum again right there and then, so he could watch her swallow once more.When she had swallowed his load and licked her lips of any traces. It was a good idea and seemed to work. I stretched and scratched as my wife entered the room. ‘You better hurry John, or you will be late for work.’ ‘No problem. I am not going to work today.’ ‘Why? You never miss work.’ ‘Too many personal problems.’ I yawned and staggered towards the bathroom. I needed a shower. Janet looked a little perplexed. When I got back, the girls had already left for school. I got a cup of coffee and sat across the table from my wife. Reluctantly, she looked up at me.