I'm prone to think she has her reasons. She works in a bank, makes a lot of money, takes trips abroad nearly every week, and dates guys driving Lambor...hinis and I with my pathetic salary ... I'm nobody to her. Surely. She is class, I'm nothing. I know I should try to forget her. Maybe I should move somewhere else. But I still think there is some hope for us. She used to smile when we met. At least at the beginning.Kyle wiped his sweaty brow with his sleeve, took a deep breath and. She smelled so good and I became mesmerized and so I decided to wing it. I pushed myself towards her and put my lips to hers and we kissed. For a moment she pursued but then she pulled away and said this was wrong. I shushed her and pushed her down horizontal on the bed and lay over her kissing her. She was really getting into it so I slowly slid my hands to her breasts and firmly squeezed. She was very stiff and I guess that’s fake boob proof. I pulled off her shirt and pulled her bra down to. He took the empty cup and threw it into the trash.“I feel a little light headed. We need to go,” Cheryl slurred, as the drugs were taking control of her.Garry put his arm around the beautiful brunette’s waist to steady her. Her pretty blue eyes were glossed, and half-closed. Cheryl’s head rolled over onto Garry’s shoulder.“She’s definitely ready. That concoction works damn quick,” Garry said, as he guided Cheryl past a couple of frat brothers on the way to the bedroom.In the bedroom, the double. While she did this, she continued speaking to me. "We all know that you don't want to do this and we all understand and appreciate how you feel, but it has to be done. Pebble needs to be mated and you're the only one that can do it." But," I stammered in response, gazing into my wife's eyes for a second. I said nothing else. Instead frustration welled up in my face and I looked away, sighing as I did. My gaze dropped to my groin and what hung there. My cock was totally wilted.My eyes weren't.