However, despite all the good times, Charlie left the family suddenly after only 2 years. That dark chapter of your life you had shut out so that you ...ould move on. The fact remains that you hate him now, and hope he never comes home.Now 32 years of age, you stood at 5'7" with browns eyes and a slender frame. You were a brunette, your hair long and wavy, of which you keep tied back when doing things that did not require glamour. You take pride in your natural D cupped boobs, and you carried. “Come on Brad. Take me right here, right now in the park. I’m already horny and wet. You can slide easily into my pussy,” I told him, my pussy getting wetter by the moment. “You bitch. I fucking told you not to mess with me! Well you’re going to get your penance,” he growled into my ear. He pushed me into the bathroom and locked the stall door. My back was shoved against the cold cement wall and he pulled down my spandex, revealing my shaved pussy. I wasn’t wearing any underwear and he smiled. "Honey" he said "Talking to Ronald about you helping him out in return for him helping me out got me so horny that I had to go to room and jerk off. There's one thing though, you've got to tell me all about it. Otherwise it's too much like cheating." We looked in each other's eyes and he knew that I knew and I knew that he knew that all of our little games had been leading up to this and that I would go all the way with Ronald and tell my husband to be all about it afterwards. Still looking at. You stumble awkwardly over all your words but I can see what you want to say. “Would you like to join me for dinner tonight? I can make us something good.” You arrive dressed nice, but not too nice so you don’t send out signs of desperation and your face drops as my husband opens the door to greet you. But you come in and do your best to not be devastated. Of course, why would you you everything a girl like that would want you. She just meant dinner to catch up as a friend. After the initial.