He was always taking lots of pills, herbs, vitamins and I don’t know what else. He carried a thermometer to monitor himself. On the very bad days I ...ould get him off to the side to talk about the job and the day’s work. In the middle of the discussion, I would ask him “Do you feel OK?” He would get worried and asking me questions about what I was seeing. This would go on awhile and he would take his temperature. He would go to the Foreman Jack and tell him that he was not feeling well and he. I was already nervous and drinking helped to cover it up. It also, of course, may me very loose and randy. While we drank and talked, my eyes kept wandering to his cock. I was fascinated by it. It lay there, loose and flaccid over his heavy balls. Chuck caught my look."Come over here," he said. He spread his legs on the lounge and had me kneel between his legs. "Touch it," he said. I leaned forward and gently took his cock in my hand. As I fondled it, it grew warm and hard in my hand. I. Mmm, make me cum."It was looking like Jennifer got me the right young woman. She really didn't know that her father loves to do oral sex but she sure picked out the right one to bring home for daddy, I thought as I flicked my tongue up and down while I held her pussy open."Oh, geez, right there, oh, yes, right there, omigod, uuuh, uuuh, uh, uh, mmm, oh my pussy, my pussy, keep going, don't stop," she panted as I felt her body shake and tremble.I did exactly what we both wanted and put her right. Don’t do this!’ As I spoke I knew I had wasted my breath as her face hardened, ‘Why do you have to be so selfish Steven? This is a wonderful chance for me and instead of your support I get castigated!’ Her features softened as she continued in a more soothing tone, ‘ It will only be a year and I will come home every three months for a long weekend. I admit that this will be a bump in our marriage, but it will certainly not end it! I love you Steve! Can’t you love me enough to let me go?’ I.