Janet settled back into the cushions of the chaise with her book, propping the pillows behind her head she allowed her thoughts to concentrate on the ...age.She couldn't help her mind drifting back to her husband Bob though and how short and sharp he had been with her the evening before. He just didn't pay me any attention at all she whined to herself, I wonder why not, it's so unlike him. Usually he's all over me and I don't want it... I wonder if he's going to be nice to me tonight - I do hope. The next text was of her with the jersey pulled up showing underboob and in her thong, well this lead to some nasty sexting and her sending me her address.My wife was sleeping so in the truck and hightailed it to her house. I knocked on the door, she opened it wearing the outfit from her text, Ann was horny as fuck, she said "hey coach" and grabbed my cock through my gym shorts, as she led me through her house, she stopped in the hallway, she dropped to her knees and pulled my 6-1/2" cock out. Owens stopped us.Mr. Owens: Sorry you four today’s matches are only for teams of two.Adam: You guys have some fun while we’re gone.Mr. Owens led us into a waiting room filled with a lot of other teams of two, it took a couple hours before we were called and by then most of the room had piled out.Mr. Owens: Ok, you two, do a good job out there. I’ll be waiting here for your return.Adam: Ok Mr. Owens.Announcer: Now presenting the final match for today, a fire and ice team versus a team of two. “See you later, dip shit,” was Pete’s response.Frank’s house was a couple of miles from school and he walked it every day, a sort of sure-fire way of keeping fit. He always walked it alone too, he made it clear to everyone that this was his time, his alone time. He didn’t get much of that since he was so popular. It wasn’t conceited of him to think that way, it was true, and it would be false modesty if he were to say that he wasn’t well-liked by most. Other than the periodical massaging of his.