“I went from living with my parents to living with my ex. I’ve been dying to break free. But I don’t know if I can do it. I need someone else...to take control. I need someone to give me a push.”It was just after ten on a Thursday night. We walked along an elevated path overlooking the Mississippi. There were people in the distance, but it was a quiet night and the city was shutting down.Sadie had recently ended things with the only man she’d ever loved. They’d met in college and moved in. Stirring awake and making no move to stop another stranger from openly fondling my body suggested being a promiscuous hot wife is no longer just pretense to win over prospective clients. The erotic contrast of black on white had me so aroused that after my husband slumped over in the corner of the back seat I leaned over the console between the front seats to let Mo sensuously kiss both boobies and lustfully suck my nipples. Using my left hand to reciprocate his lustful attention inundated my. It was obvious Daddy cared about his hygiene too and there is nothing better than a shaved, clean man I can go to work on in complete abandon, which is exactly what I was doing. Standing up to help me face his big dick squarely, I raised up a bit more on my knees but it felt like I was floating on a cloud, my desires pulsing out of my body in waves. By this point we were both moaning loudly, pumping and sucking in perfect synchronicity. I was completely in my element and he knew by the look in. He goes to one of his footlockers and grabs the equipment he needs. He goes to his pick up and motorcycle. He gets the paperwork the administration lady wanted. He meets Gaylord and Mikey in the tunnel. He has them follow him down in the cave to the first bridge.Gaylord exclaims with delight, "Hey! Isn't this where we met?"Yeah it is. What a team we made back then." Yeah you had the brains and I had the brawn. I can't believe this bridge is still standing. What about the other one." It is still.