"Fill 'er up, Charlie," she said. She turned to me. "What's the matter, sadsack, got woman trouble?" Charlie looked up from filling her wine glass."Gi...e him a break, Chelsea, Ethan's got reason to be down," he said. She just looked me up and down as if trying to decide just how big a wimp I really was. Satisfied with her appraisal, but apparently not about to share it, she headed back to her table where a soldier was waiting for her."Name's Chelsea Brown. Chelsea's a good woman, Ethan, she. I started to go down on his cock, just then I felt it twitch and I tasted his pre-cum. I was disgusted at first, but it was not so bad after a while. "Come on cocksucker, we don't have all day." With his cock in my mouth, all that came out of me were unrecognizable moans. I hated being being called a cocksucker, but I realized he was right. I had a cock in my moth and I was sucking it. I paused for a second to think about what I had become.He moved my head back and forward on his cock to give. I think I was more jealous of Mike that day than I had ever been before. When five o’clock finally rolled around, I rushed home, hoping that Michelle would be there. I have to admit I wasn’t sure that she would even be coming home at that point. When I drove down the street to our house and saw her car in our driveway I breathed a gigantic sigh of relief. My relief was tempered by fear of our upcoming discussion of our future. I opened the door, looked around, and saw my beautiful wife sitting. She turned around to face me, and held my gaze with her eyes. She made sure that I watched while she reached behind her back and removed her bra. The bra fell next to her and she started moving to the sound of the music. She closed her eyes and started caressing her breasts for my entertainment. The tiger inside her was coming out! Seeing a girl take care of business in front of me was driving me crazy. I wanted to pull her down onto me so badly. Her body was so beautiful. More than what it.