She said, "I have some people waiting for me around the back of work and I want to tell you what I am doing to them and what they are going to be doin... to me. " My cock started to get hard thinking about it. She put her phone on speaker so I can hear everything that was going on. She said, "Right now I'm driving around back, and I see them waiting for me." "I'm putting the car in park and now I am motioning to one of them to come up to the window." I am rolling down the window and reaching out. “Peter, don’t, please! That’s all you ever think about! I don’t want my new clothes and hairdo messed up.” She shook me off and heading upstairs, shouted back, “and you can sleep in the spare room tonight!”This had not gone well, to say the least. I made up the bed in the spare room, and to my shame, for the first time in twenty years, masturbated while fantasizing about my wife. Somehow, her rejection of me made her seem even more desirable.We met in the kitchen on the following morning. Once. ’ I continued out to my truck thinking that I really wouldn’t want Vito and Rudy mad at me. ******************** ‘How are you? When can I come home?’ Abby asked. Her voice sounded both anguished and hopeful. It was only 8PM, after leaving Abriana’s and my meeting with Vito, so I’d called Abby at her folks. ‘I’m fine honey. As to coming home I think another three or four days should do it. When’s it’s over I’ll catch a bus to your parent’s and we’ll spend a few days boating on Jack’s Fork,. Two arms wrapped around her and pulled her back against a very lean and hard body. ‘Do you like it?’ Randon asked, nibbling on her ear. ‘Oh yes.’ She said and turned to him. ‘It’s very nice. On another note, I feel as if you are wearing too many clothes.’ Cassidy slid the black jacket off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Her fingers went to the top button on his shirt, and she quickly had it off and in a pile on the floor with the discarded jacket. When her hand went to the button.