“Don’t you ever, EVER fucking try that shit again!!” The biker screamed, as he took one hand off the Asian’s neck and ferociously slapped her ...cross the face several times. “You hear me bitch?!” “Yes! Please I’m sorry! I’m sorry!!” Hannah begged, coughing miserably when Big Joe finally loosened his grip. “On the floor bitch, you need to learn some lessons!” The Outlaw commanded, grabbing Hannah’s hair and yanking her onto the dirty carpet. “On your hands and knees, and get that ass up in the. We both had long term partners, and he was married, so flirting at the office was as far as it had gone until now. But instead of the usual flirty text I was expecting, I found myself looking down at a picture of the man who'd played the leading role in all of my fantasies and day dreams recently. In the picture he wasn't dressed in a suit as I was used to seeing him, he was naked, and very obviously aroused. He had the body of a man who obviously worked out, with just the right amount of hair. When he was at us he was very cheeky with me. I was tolerant with him for the sake of my daughter. Heather liked him. The last two months passed slowly before I finally went to the divorce lawyer. Beth and I chose different lawyers to avoid any connection between us. The lawyer told me he would be ready with the documents within two weeks. I could begin the divorce when I wanted. I wrote this to Beth. Beth answered she found an apartment for me three buildings from hers and there was a. As I was out I was wondering what my wife was up to. The thought a guy could be fucking her made me jealous at first but the emotions of lust and desire over rode the jealousy. I bought the croissants and pain du chocolate and as promised made my way back after 20 minutes. By the time I got back to the room I had probably been gone for nearer 30 minutes. As soon as I left the lift I could hear the moans of my wife and my timing was perfect as when I entered the room my wife shouted the place.