My wife is about 5’7 and 250.I asked the woman were you serious about my wife? “Hell yea!” I told her why don’t you and her go out in our car ...nd get to know each other.“Is she bi?” I don’t really know, I guess you’ll find out? The woman’s name was Sandy and I introduced her to Dee, and told her Sandy had something she wanted to show her outside.Dee said’” I don’t know I’m pretty drunk.” Well sit in the car and let her show you.”Ok” and sandy and Dee went out the backdoor.After about 45 minutes. The only problem I had with that was the fact that Sally thought she could get away with bossing me around like Myrna did. In a way it was funny, but sometimes very irritating. I did notice that she only did it in the house, and was always polite and respectful when we were away from the farm. Sometimes I wondered if Myrna was teaching her this so that Sally could replace her if she ever decided to leave. God, now there was a scary thought. Sally as a mini Myrna. The only difference was that. She wiped her pussy soaked wet fingers under my nose and on my lips but I kept my composure. All I could think about was my hot looking wife, to be fucked by all these unsuspicious black guys at a bachelor party... We arrived on time at the hotel. I tried to give her a hug and a kiss but she stepped back, offered me just a peck on her cheek and said she did not want to mess up her lipstick and makeup. Then she told me that she was still thinking wether to let me watch or have me waiting in the. A car and a truck appeared next. They were toys that the oil company had left for him to sell. "Here's something for that little man of yours."The young man began to cry again as he handed back the money that George had handed him earlier."And what are you supposed to buy Christmas dinner with? You keep that too," George said. "Now go home to your family."The young man turned with tears streaming down his face. "I'll be here in the morning for work, if that job offer is still good." Nope. I'm.