"Okay, okay!" she replied pushing me away again, before she then shut the back door behind us "Now, just stay calm a minute and come with me!" she the... said leading me by the hand through her big fancy kitchen towards the rest of the house.We then stepped into a large open living room, and there in the middle of room was a couple of pure white sofa's and on one of them was a short chubby woman about the same age as Mrs Jones, with big bushy blonde hair flowing down her shoulders over a green. I saw a cloud of hurt appear there. ‘I don’t have another girlfriend.’ It was a statement. There was a little defensiveness in his voice but no anger. ‘You are so good looking, I find it hard to believe that you don’t.’ ‘Not many girls must feel that way. Believe it or not, I haven’t even had any real relationship before.’ His eyes didn’t betray anything. I smiled at him. ‘Lots of women would like to get their hooks into you. Take you home to mama and make beautiful grandchildren for their. Been terribly upset i decided to not go to businesstrip but spy from my wife! We had an small dark room in our appartment. I used it for bkackand wite photograpy. I hidden myself and start waiting, i spent several hours in darkness very small room, finally i heared dor bell and recognased voices of my wife and her boss. He was ugly very old man withbig belly and every persons in our company speaking about him mentioned by thewayabout his very small penis. Someone talked me that my boss got 9. He was about 30, slim, short dark hair, stubble, jeans and a hoodie. The chav lad that was at the urinal 3 away from me coughed. I had forgotten about him. He coughed again and spat into the urinal next to him. Gross.Deciding to sneak a peek, I looked down. This lad was not having a slash. His cock was in his hand and he was rock hard. He saw me looking and moved from being side on to facing me, slowly wanking his dick. 7-7.5 inches uncut I guessed. He nodded his head down and I knew he was.