Goodson. She knew Jim wasn't going to like it. "Honey, I work and provide for you so you don't have to work. I expect you to be here for ME when I nee... you." Actually, Jim only wanted to make sure that she wasn't having an affair and she wasn't going to become too busy to make dinner for him.Those were really his only concerns. Jim had plenty of friends that he was wanting to spend more time with, and would were Tracy not so damn dependent upon him. This may just free him up a little more.To. Sitting in the Porsche was like sitting on the floor because of the low floor pan clearance and thin seats. Her partially unbuttoned dress hung open showing most of her legs and gave a great preview of what had been on display tonight. She projected a much different image, sitting in the 911 in her high-heeled boots, skin-tight cashmere dress and glimmering exposed sun-tanned legs than in her usual sneaker-covered shoes and jeans. Sam turned and looked up and down at her. She looked. She fucked me three times last night.”He dated her every weekend so the guys had to make up the wives’ slack ... tough job! We finally met Marge at a Friday dinner Sam hosted. It was like a potluck with each couple contributing. She was 64 with salt and pepper curly hair, as tall as Sam with big momma boobs and a substantial but not fat older woman’s body. Gil and I later speculated about how those massive hooters would feel on our faces and peckers. Sam had not clued her in on any of our. ‘Close the door, please,’ she directed and as I put the files down and turned she was perched on the edge of the desk and was unbuttoning her blouse. I could already see that her bra matched her thong. ‘I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving me from displaying myself in a rather inappropriate fashion in front of students,’ she said as her nimble fingers flitted over each of the buttons. I said, ‘I was more than happy to help.’ She said, ‘I know, but I want to know…did you enjoy the view as.