"So," he sneered. "I hear you got a boyfriend, or something? You shacking up with him? Who is he? What does he do?" I don't have to account to you for...anything, Jeff," Trisha replied, curtly. "We're no longer married." Yeah, you do," he demanded. "I have a right to know who is in my boys' lives. I'm concerned for their welfare," he finished smugly, puffing out his chest."You never told me about Miss "Flavor of the Month", here," Trisha retorted, feeling her blood begin to boil. "I have sole. Sarah started stroking round his cock and licking without touching his cock it was rock hard and Stacey asked are you liking that he replied yeah and started moaning as Sarah started to lick his ass something Stacey wouldn't do. Sarah slowly put his cock in her mouth as Paul felt her sweet mouth round his bell he twitched and Stacey laughed you like that as she expertly deepthroated his full length so slowly again something Stacey wouldn't or couldn't do he stopped licking as it felt amazing. Rick was an active runner and cyclist. He worked out almost daily, and there certainly wasn’t a problem with his overall appearance. He was lean and trim, and I know my wife would find him extremely attractive. I started to think of ways on how to convince my wife to go along with the idea of being shared. With every passing day I still wasn’t sure I was making the right decision or not, but it was all I had to go with. It wasn’t like I had anyone to discuss it with and the decision was. " Strange," She thinks to herself. She slides her finger under the flap, breaking the seal and opens the envelope. It's one of those fancy envelopes with gold paper lining on the inside, almost like a wedding invitation. She figures that must be it; someone else in this damn office is getting married, and once again, it's not her. Not that she really wants to get married again. She is very happy being divorced, career oriented, spending her weekends with girlfriends or the occasional date, at.