I noticed a tennis racket setting on a chair, off to one side. Pam seemed to anticipate my question. “I was hoping to talk your other half into a ga...e of tennis," Pam remarked. I mentioned that I had been on my college tennis team, but hadn’t played in years, since Marianne, my wife, didn’t like tennis. “We should hook up, sometimes,” Pam remarked nonchalantly. “Call me anytime,” I said. “So what are you doing around three?" Pam asked. Before I could answer, Marianne slipped in through the. I felt its juiciness. I started to rub it from outside and she was moaning softly. She opened her eyes and I could see the lust in them. It was the first time I saw someone that way. She started removing my button and unzipping my jeans.She got to my underwear and grabbed my dick from the outside with her hand. My 6 inches was crying to get out and she whispered in my ears how long and thick it was. My dick hadn’t been that hard my entire life. I was in heaven just by her touch.She got it out. Vehicle carcasses of all shapes and sizes sat abandoned on the side of the road and in ditches like sacrificial lambs, an all too familiar and constant sight. The usual road side businesses like gas stations, fast food restaurants, and a car dealership lined the highway for about a mile on both sides as they neared the town.A welcome sign greeted Clark and Katie to Warrenton, Established 1832, Population 3,415 – or was. Now after nearly two hundred years, the place looked like a ghost town.. She was back! I quickly closed everything up and moved away from the computer, trying to act as if nothing was on my mind. She immediately went to the computer as I sat on the sofa "reading" a magazine. After about five minutes, I noticed her bite her lip ... and then announce that she was going out in the evening with "a friend". I asked casually who it was and she said it was Cecily. I nodded and that was the end of that ... until I snuck out after her. She did indeed go to Cecily's flat. It.