" He looked into my eyes and I don't know what he saw."Well, I hope you're happy in eighteen weeks we'll be divorced," he snapped."Greg, this won't go...that far," I said. "I'm just going through something. I was feeling bored and unattractive. Our separation won't last the full five months. So there won't be a divorce. As soon as I work this out, I'll be a better wife for you, and we can get back to normal. We'll be even better." I really meant every word."So the way to make you feel attractive. Well, we never got onto the good stuff. Was spoilt with you." She raised her eyebrows at him and rubbed her hands. "Since we split up, I've 'ad six guys, and they've all been shit 'cept one. And he was fourteen. I mean, what is it with this bloody town." She took a mouthful of her lunch. "And Alistair's just the worst." Well I've not had a blowjob since we split up." She looked at him, and he shrugged. "OK I've not 'ad sex either." She raised her eyebrows, and he snorted. "Or a kiss. OK it's. When I pulled up to the spot I noticed a car parked off the side of the road. As I passed it, I cursed, if someone was already there, she’d just drive right by. FUCK! I wanted to see her so bad. I wanted to know how she was, and why she didn’t show. No sooner had I passed the parked car, than it flashed it’s brights at me. Instinctively I knew it was her. I slowed, and came to a stop on the shoulder, before slowly reversing. Before I could even put the car in park, there was a knock on the. She said until Sunday night. I put on a t shirt and started to pull on a pair of shorts but Andrea popped me. She said just keep the cage uncovered so I can see it. I felt strange walking around with my caged penis exposed but Andrea was enjoying it. She told me that seeing me helpless like that is making her hot and she couldn't wait to feel those thick cocks Saturday.By Saturday she and I both were so worked up .Andrea took a shower and put on a black lacey garter belt and stockings. I asked.