You are solucky to have such a beautiful “fuckable” wife.” He wasstaring at me as he said this, to judge my reaction,and he must hav... been pleased, because he then cameright out and asked, “So, you would like me do someprofessional takes and use them in the magazine? Hum…Let me see. Why not, we could always try.”I knew Jack must have done this sort of thing to otherhousewives. I found the thought of him doing it to minevery exciting indeed. “I am sure. Maria sucked her lover off and swallowed his plentiful spunk before he fell asleep.The work on the restaurant began almost immediately. The original plaster work was left and the painters and decorators made short work turning the restaurant on shadow lane into a delight to behold. There was a small amount of rebuilding to do but the labour was plentiful and cheap enough.The place needed a new kitchen and walk in refrigerator but Martin pulled a few strings from an army buddy and soon that was. .. I already felt the cycle of betrayal coming around to bite me in the ass, which is what Peters first request for pictures was.... “I would like a 'poytrate' of ya ass Mia. I'm gonna frame it!” he blurted with a huge grin. I laughed at him as I imagined a framed portrait of my ass hanging over his bed while he stroked his cock, kneeling in prayer. “Oh Peter, you are such a funny guy...and I suppose you'll put my pictures in one of those photo albums?” I said, giggling. He leaned toward. ‘How long?’ . ‘Well, I’m pretty good at this, so I’m putting your due date down as May 26th.’ ‘Is that pretty accurate?’ I asked. ‘If I miss it by more than two weeks, I’ll buy you dinner,’ he said, ‘and I never lose.’ When I got home, I sat quietly looking at the calendar as I tried to figure out when it cold have happened and then it came to me. After the terrorist attacks in New York, everything had gotten crazy and we were both working extra hours to try to find business that we could.