"You are ruining my marriage." Kyle, I am not ruining your marriage. You are. I am the last chance your marriage has. If your wife had chosen anyone e...se, your marriage would be over by now."He stammered and started to say something and I stared straight into his eyes and said “Shut the fuck up, right now.”He glared at me but his was quiet.“Let’s see, Kyle, if this sounds familiar. You barely touch your wife. You jerk off to all kinds of porn almost every night. You come home, tired, eat her. "I call this meeting to order," I said playfully. "Does anyone have any idea on how we're going to load the wagon?" What are you talking about, Michael?" Sandy asked.I then began to explain the situation the way Anna and I had reviewed it yesterday."Oh, is that all?" she asked nonchalantly."I suppose you want to load and unload all that stuff by yourself," I shot back."I can, although I had assumed you would want to. You know ... boys and their toys and all that."Sandy was having just a little. A rich, musky, but still pleasant odor welled up from her. For the first time, I experienced the aphrodisiac aroma of a woman sexually aroused, a woman in heat.I tugged further at the silken panties, pulling them down in the same way I had done the shorts. Slowly, they came down, inch by inch, revealing Laurie's softly rounded tummy. The first curl of pubic hair appeared, then a whole swatch. My hands shook as I pulled the fabric down even more. There it was--the beginning of the crease between. I was under the hot stream of water when Linda came in the bathroom to soap my back but she stayed much longer on the front, amazed about the softness of the skin of my hairless crotch because my very first mature lover removed it permanently to match her own, a dozen years before.If Linda was disappointed about the size of my cock, she said or showed nothing as she panted while rubbing and licking her cunt before she had the chance to wash it and remove the woman's real flavors I have always.