. He pulls across the studio toward the bedroom set.Anne-Marie steps toward him as he approaches ... Beaming her crooked toothed smile and bending for...ard, those saggy little tits hanging forward, and reaching out toward the dog as he approaches. “Hallo boy...” She says, “Hallo...”She moves to stroke his head, but he leaps up and resting his paws on her arm – so she is supporting him. It’s a struggle, he’s heavy and she’s weak. His weight pulls her down, but as her face gets close to his she. We danced with each other at parties. But now, there was such a difference between my smoking-hot wife and her out of shape middle-aged husband that we went in opposite directions socially.Heather was besieged by attractive men. It was never just one guy. She talked and danced with ALL of them. And she rarely graced us with her presence. Our friends went from insulted, to cutting me pitying looks.Seriously though - what could I do? Her behavior was never overtly disloyal. She might dance with. School had just let out for the summer. My friends and I would go to the public pool and check out all the girls and women and then I would go home and lock myself in the bathroom and jackoff while pretending one of those women was taking my load in her mouth or pussy. On this day I had lifted one of my dad's fuck mags and had it open to a very attractive woman's picture. She had huge tits and was holding her pussy open. I was stroking my pecker for all it was worth when my mom opened the door. He wanted to see what his slut wife was doing with her lover. As he watched he was suddenly aware that his cock was getting hard. He felt guilt flood his mind. He tried to concentrate on his slut wife.They talked and kissed and even touched each other when they did not see anybody paying attention. Then they strolled around with each other. Donny started to panic when he saw them coming near the car but then they walked by and never looked his way. Donny saw how his wife had her hand on his.