..So Mila, bored with her life in other respects, decided to play a game, to test the professor. She started wearing tighter tops, skirts that got sho...ter and shorter. She enjoyed lingering around after class, letting the professor talk to her, and how his eyes wandered to her thighs and ankles. On some occasions she started not wearing any underwear, just slightly parting her legs so he could wonder. His eyes betrayed him, a glance here and there. Positioning himself in a way he had the best. As I looked around I saw a curtain to the back and some dressing rooms to the side. I scanned the shelves seeing some XXX videos and some novels. The store seemed harmless, but lacking what I came for. I walked around a bit and scanned some of the shirts on one of the racks. As I browsed through the see through, onto the leather, and then to the halfway modest, I happened to look up. My idea of a creepy, middle aged, store clerk went right out the window when I saw him. He was sitting so I. He never even dated out side of his race before. He became distant and his girlfriend became outraged when she found out what was occupying his mind. Many attempts at bars yielded no returns. As time went by, Asamoa started to let go of his fantasy but never really forgot about it. After being dumped by his girl he went to some “business evaluations” to germany. Fast forward to today. At this weekend getaway at his friend's cabin, Asamoa noticed my wife. She fit the excact description he was. So I told her you were with me this week. That's when she surprised me."Carol reached out and held my cock for a second. "Firm but not rock hard," she said."Go on, what was the surprise?" She said, 'Lucky you, I wish mine was like that.' I think they're not together. My guess is that she had a thing with Dean and it broke them up. I think it was a while ago, she wasn’t jealous of me fucking Dean, but I think she was curious about how our marriage has survived when hers didn’t.”Carol squeezed my.