His wife was sitting at the table with a man he didn't recognize, a good looking man, maybe late 20's or early 30's, about 5-10 years younger than him...and his wife. She told him to come in and shut the door. He pushed the door shut and turned to face her. He asked if she was going to introduce him to her friend. "No," she said, "his name is none of your business. You have told me your desires and now you will listen to mine. I have put up with your sad attempts to please me for too. Holy shit! Are those just drawn in?" Don't fucking touch the hair," said Vicky, slapping his wrist. "Messup that hair after all this work and you won't have to worry about howlong it'll last."Vicky again grabbed her big pink aerosol can and circled him, sprayinghis hair. She lifted it on his back, making sure to even sprayunderneath as he sat there without any choice. She gently picked at hisbangs, making sure they were perfect as she trimmed them ever soslightly. Jake sat as patiently as he. I said had work at office and she went alone To her village after that I went to kitchen and opend the suitcase ,the photos are with my wife’s illegal bed partner, Those r not soo vulgar as I expected just like hugging ,kissing,a couple with his hands on her breasts ,the dress r two jeans,0ne t-shirt ,one modern jackets which cover 25% of breasts ,two pairs of dress which are like towels every thing can be seen though one wore them they too short may from half the boobs to just enough to cover. In short I thought she was a walking wet dream, an orgasm on legs, a fantasy to be masturbated over in my lonely bed when I could pretend that my fingers were her tongue and I'd wake up in the morning, still wrapped in her arms!"Andrea?"I snapped back to reality and grinned sheepishly at her,"Sorry Miss Howard, I was away somewhere else for a moment" Well wherever it was, I think I'd have liked to be with you" she laughed and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from telling her, that I'd been.