I went onto the news site first, then to the pro/con site.I passed some time in all those sites before I got the least bit worried about my missing tr...ck. Inside I knew when I came back from the river, that the missing truck meant Dawn was gone and wasn’t coming back. I needed to report the truck stolen, and Dawn as a missing person. I didn’t because I wanted to give her a chance to return on her own.My plan was to give her until noon the next day to return with my truck. At midnight I fell. “You don’t have to leave just yet, I will pay you 'til midnight. I need a drink; will you have one with me? I really don’t want to drink alone.” I asked. “Sure, I would love to have a drink with you, Mrs. Thomas,” Ben said. I got myself some wine and Ben said he preferred a beer. As I gave him the beer it dawned on me that Ben had just completed his first year in college and was either nineteen or at most twenty. I was giving alcohol to a minor. I convinced myself that he was in college, and. "Please fuck me." Her eyes pleaded with him. She needed his cock more than she had ever craved mine. Watching my wife beg her well hung lover to fuck her was simultaneously humiliating and exciting and it made my cock throb."Get on your knees," Werner told my wife as he climbed off her. "Get that big fat ass of yours up here for me." He emphasized 'Big Fat Ass' and Dolly moaned as her juices overflowed.Dolly quickly scrambled onto her hands and knees in front of her young lover. He slapped her. I had the Calamari and pasta with rolls of the freshest taste imaginable. Olga was content with the lightly breaded chicken dish that looked tempting to me as well. She was keen on the rolls, but unbuttered only and turned up her nose at the pasta as if it were a plot to add unwanted weight to her hips.The poor girl was so slender; I wondered why she was so tough on her intake of carbs. We each had two glasses of the lovely Chianti and she remarked on its smoothness.We had time to return to the.