A large envelope lay atop them. ‘Where are your clothes…your things,’ my wife asked as she looked at the bare shelves, the empty racks and hange...s. ‘I packed most of them yesterday…shipped them to my new place. Everything in my library and office too.’ ‘Your new place?’ ‘I’ve rented a condo…for a year…then I’ll probably move somewhere else.’ ‘What are you talking about? We’re moving to a condo?’ ‘Just me. And I’ve also sold the company but as part of the contract I’ve agreed to stay on with. Then he was startled when Marie turnedover in bed. He quickly placed her panties back on topof the pile of clothes and went back to bed himself buthis hard cock refused to go soft. His mind was filled with images of his wife having sexwith the stranger, and images of the stranger’s cumdripped out from her well fucked pussy. How he wantedto be there to lick them all up, as they came out. Leowondered whether cum was leaking from his wife’s pussyright at the moment, as she lie next to. “When you do stuff with boys, what do you get out of it? You said they rarely last a minute so I assume they don’t get you off.”Mel thought for a while before answering. “Take Dave, for example,” she said. “His family has a large property with an address in Shenlea, although it’s right on the edge of Green Hill. I let him fuck me in exchange for being allowed to use their pool in summer. It’s much nicer than the council pool and it saves me money. Dave can squirt now and he doesn’t want to use. The woman was awful, the kids hated her and were naughtier than ever, she hated me and went out of her way to make my life difficult, there was certainly no laughter or joke-telling. I felt thoroughly miserable. Then he came back. I happened to be nosing in his classroom looking for something I needed that morning when I heard the door open. My heart sinking, fully expecting it to be the teacher from hell, I turned around with my excuse ready. But it was him. Without even thinking, I flew.