“Let it run for a couple of minutes before pulling away,” I suggested, “and use sidelights until we are beyond the street lights. The battery’... cold and nearly flat.”Jack nodded again. He watched the ammeter closely. It showed a bare charge. “Have you got a battery charger?”“Yes, Geoff.”“Then charge the battery over Christmas. You’ve probably done too much driving in the dark. My father used to have a Ford like this. He charged the battery every Saturday night during the winter months.”“Sounds. Ah, but alas, it is not meant to be. She’s married and has k**s and lives a respectable suburban life. Even goes to church and has a whole moral Christian thing going. The other day she got off on a rant about the new Fifty Shades of Gray movie that came out. Said she couldn’t believe women were lining up to see it and how it exploits women and promotes the mistreatment of women. I thought that was really ironic. See, here’s the thing. Kacey’s sister is pole dance instructor. She’s not. I love a man who can kiss, and as we swapped tongues, I felt his cock stiffening between us. He broke the kiss and bent slightly to work my nipples. I returned the favor pulling him upright, I bent and worked his nipples, and each stood erect as I licked, kissed and bit. I then worked my way on down his beautiful brown body, kissing each little ridge and fold all the way to his now fully erect cock. It was the largest of the bunch at a good 9", maybe more, thick and at full mast, the foreskin. I had not planned to have an affair, I love my wife and she is a very beautiful blonde lady. However, I do not think, like most men I am sure, I would ever be happy with one flavor to taste for the rest of my life. Sad, yes, but truthfully the way most men I know, think.I scanned these sites weekly, not as much to find another woman, more to look at the images and wonder if they are real. I had never responded to any ad and found that to do so, I would have to pay a fee to join. This I had to.