Her husband had just left for work. She knew he was cheating but as she looked around the gorgeous villa he paid for, she knew there wasn’t anything...she could do.She wrapped her flimsy sheer silk and lace gown across her ample 36DDs, another present from her husband and thought about going shopping. Just then, Gary, the pool boy walked past the kitchen window. He’d grown into such a strappy young hunk of a man. 19 years old, 6 feet 4 and full of muscle. She ran her eyes over the firm ass. “And how much is he paying you?” she demanded.“Nothing,” I insisted.“Then it must be blackmail,” she surmised.“At least when you are safely wed you shall be able to sample the servants to your hearts content with no risk of bearing bastards,” I assured her.“Daddy, what sort of girl do you take me for?” she demanded.I ignored her.He wedding day approached and I summoned Dr Legge the afternoon of the day before the ceremony was due.“Just a formality doctor, I need to ensure her virginity before. One hand is caressing your cock through your trousers while the other toys with your nipple. I succeed in freeing your beautiful cock and use it to lead you to the couch I've set up for your pleasure. The couch is facing the city with enough light to give you a reflection of my boi pussy and dangling cock while I kneel before you. Your mojito is on the table next to you along with an ash tray and more VS 120's should you desire to smoke with me. I remove your trousers and boxers freeing your. "Steve snorted explosively."You assume wrong," he said quickly. "Poor old Rafe and I have one thing in common. Neither of us is, or was, getting any sex from my dear wife," he said sarcastically. "I haven't had sex with my wife since the end of March... and there wasn't much before that," he remarked."So... at what point did the act of sex become unsatisfactory?" Houston asked. "Was it... fulfilling... say, before the Christmas party you've told me about last year?" Yes," Barbara said."No,".