She started running the water for a hot shower. She undressed but the steam from the shower clouded up my glasses. I would have to wait till she was o...t of the shower. I waited. Finally the water shut off, now the moment of truth.The shower curtain was slung back. but she was drying herself off with a towel. Damn it. Then she hung up the towel, turned around to face my direction. At that moment I thought I drilled a hole in floor with my dick. Sandy was in her late 30's at that time. She looked. My son will see that I get most of the money every year until I'm gone. Second reason: At the time I won the lottery I was still so mad at Jenny that I didn't want her to get any of that money. I thought she might just kick me out and go running to her lover, Henry. My mind had really been fucked up by her affair.After receiving the first check, I began to think more about by problem. I now had financial security, so that was no longer an issue. In spite of my anger and hurt, I thought of all. "Rahul could not control his temper and squeezes his dick and balls hardmaking him squeal in pain before standing up, and staring him incontempt."I am your lovely wife, what has happened to you, don't you want to getthat nasty thing thrusted deep in my gorgeous virgin ass." Again turninghis speech into harsh one, he says, "Why you always do that, when I tryto make things fine between us. You know what, I don't fucking care aboutyou all I want is your body and anyone can adorn it for me - to. As her finger slid over his wrist, she whispered across the table “Feeling better yet?” the tremor the words sent through him rippled all the way to his fingertips, and she smiled at his response. She raised her glass and simply said “To an evening of memories” took a sip and ran her tongue slowly over her lips as she set the drink down. He stood up and left enough to cover the tab and a generous tip and took her by the hand, leading her out on the street. Rather than hailing a cab, he pulled.