They had decided on a barbecue that evening, sitting relaxed on the patio enjoying their meal and a bottle of chilled Chardonnay, but unexpectedly the...temperature dropped, so while Paul packed everything away Christine went inside to wash the dishes and light the fire. By the time Paul came in it had started to rain quite heavily and she had gone for a shower. When she returned wearing only a bathrobe Paul had made two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, both liberally laced with Bailey’s. He had. After throwing back my hooded head to cackle at his continuing attempts to defy me, I began to drive home the cold, hard reality. “You little, fool.” I sneered as I looked down at him, enjoying the sight of his futile squirms as he desperately attempted to free himself. I leaned in closer so that my face would take up his view. “Did you truly think that you could defeat me? The most POWERFUL BEING ON EARTH!?” Still, he looked at me with defiance, I would have to make him learn his place as I. "I already answered you. You do me best. Isn't that enough?" she said.He got off the bed and reached for the pile of clothes on the floor. He didn't even look at her, but he was laughing inside."What are you doing! Get back here!" she said.He ignored her."Okay, okay, his tiny cock is near useless and he has almost zero talent when it comes to bedroom skills," she said. "Now are you satisfied?" Yes, as a matter-of-fact I am," he said. "He and my wife would make a pair for sure. They could be. I decided that I wanted to watch Harry fuck Faye again, while still hiding the fact she’s my wife, and thought I could do it with my GPS application. I waited until Thursday, when Faye called me at work to tell me that she was going to play tennis that night. Then I told Harry that I heard a couple of leads on dogging locations in the area and told him that I’d be happy to go with him to watch him again.He must have thought that was strange that I wanted to watch him again, because he.