Mike lowered his window again and stopped.The man, a middle-aged man with gray hair came closer. “You must be the copier guy.”“Springwater Docum...nt Solutions, your Xerox partner. I’m Mike Dubois. They told me to go to Culverin Hill, so I thought it was the distillery.”“Yeah, I’m Jack Culverin. Don’t sweat it. You’re here now. I’ve got a home office and my printer is making a lot of noise and leaving streaks on the pages.”“Where should I park?”“Here is fine. Just pull to the side of the. She heard Nick snarl, "Next time you trespass our property we'll break your fucking arm!"With that they hurled Brian off, tumbling and rolling on the grass.Then they made way for Susie, who pushed through them, went down the porch steps and stood over her husband.His face looked chalky in the moonlight, like he was going to be sick to his stomach.She said, "Brian, I won't be home tonight. After work tomorrow we can talk. If you want."He was staring bug-eyed at the moon-white naked split of her. "Noooooo, it feels wonderful," she panted. She squeezed his willy. "I want this again." You do?"He wanted it again too, and had been worried it would never happen a second time. Being a man, perhaps he can be forgiven for jumping at the chance, instead of remembering his promise to Julian. Besides, what he was about to do was something they had done before so ... technically ... it had been breaking his promise only the first time it had happened. And that had been an accident.It was no. " I told her to have a few drinks, to loosen up and I would be home shortly. An hour later, I walked in the door. I went straight to our bedroom and found her lying on the bed, wearing one of my shirts barely buttoned and a pair of red, lacy cheeky’s. There was a near empty bottle of wine on our nightstand, and by her attitude she was feeling good. I took off my clothes and pulled open the shirt to expose her tits. I grabbed them hard and began squeezing her nipples as she arched her back in.