I told her that it’s a drinks party and I thought she may not be comfortable. She told me that she would have loved to come. I replied her that I wi...l take her out if that is the case.She nodded in affirmative and asked me “When? “I told her “May be this weekend? “The weekend came and I didn’t talk to her about the party I promised.I thought that she could be joking. As the week was getting wrapped up she came to me and asked “Amit…What about our party?”I told her” amok…lets go…but where?”She. . a warm responds. I told her that I had shared with him all about how sexy and nasty she was in bed and about what an erotic pussy she had. "Sexy pussies are his downfall, especially if they are shaved." I told her.Then I told her that I had a surprise for her. I told her that tonight I had invited Hunter over and I was going to let him fuck her while she lay there tied to the bed.I went out of the room and came back in not speaking, but teased her unmercifully and fucked her as if I was a. I had no idea. I always thought she was so nice. She takes her kids to church every Sunday. Finally, finally, finally, it was Jenna’s turn to dance. ‘May I have this dance,’ I said. ‘Sure,’ she said with a demure smile. If she was pretty before, she’s so much prettier when she smiles. So far, Jenna was the only one acting like the lady that I’ve always known her to be. She was the only one who wasn’t groping me and feeling my cock. We dance, we talked, and we laughed. As if we were good. "I didn't have to get up to open the fucking door." I could kick it in, if you like," Wolfgang shrugged. "For old time's sake." Hmph," the man turned away, limping back to his easy chair and the football match on his small television. He was older, in his fifties, and thin with thick white hair on top of his narrow skull. He dressed like a peasant, Wolfgang thought, wearing old tweed trousers and a flannel shirt, with wide suspenders rather than a belt.Wolfgang closed the door behind him and.