I’ve done it before. I may not look like I can do much more than work in a hardware store or watch a bunch of cows eating grass. But I can. I can do...a lot more, and he knows it.’ ‘What do you mean?’ When Howard did not answer her, Gail stood, and stepped away from him. For the moment, he let her go. She took another step back when she saw the look on his face. Howard did nothing. Instead he just stood and looked at her, so she asked again, ‘What do you mean, Howard?’ ‘Gail, I am not a gnat, but. I have entertained my husbands friends in bed, when they visit us and stay over, and in doing so, I know my husband is watching us, jacking-off, and getting a massive turn-on watching us playing and fucking each other.My girl-friends husband, like mine is a lot older than us, he is 64 years old, and has a very fat cock, I know this because he has shown it to me, albeit supposedly by accident, but showed it just the same.Last week on a night out she confessed to me he had this fantasy about. “ I moaned „Not at all... please... let's go to the bedroom.“It was just as if I was dreaming. As if an impossible dream had come true. In fact, I did not care at all at that moment if this was real or just a dream. I got up and she led me gently upstairs to her bedroom. While walking, she shed her thin clothes until she was before me just in her underwear. Her perfect round, giant ass, her voluptuous tits, her thick beautiful legs. Now I could see it all as I had always wanted. And I could. She was risking everything she had saved. Fortunately, the project had given her a substantial war chest that could pay her private bills and cover the store for a year. If it hadn’t been for the project, opening the store would have been an impossible undertaking.The full store, ‘For and After, ‘ was actually two stores which were owned independent of each other, but co-located in a common store front and bound together with a partnership agreement. The partnership was envisioned as a.