She cleared over 75,000.00 dollars per year in her small store. Matt had no idea books could be so profitable. Matt and Karen had been married for ju...t over a year when Matt made a comment about a "ditsy blonde" in the clerical pool at work. Karen was searching the Internet for a rare book for a customer and stopped to look at Matt. "Do you really think a woman's intelligence is tied directly to her hair color?" She asked Matt. "Well, yes, I suppose I do. Most of the women at work that screw. "???Sue Dexter wheeled her son to their car and helpedhim into the front seat, fastened his seat belt anddrove towards their country home. She thought abouthow much interest he was beginning to pay to her, howhe watched her when she crossed her long, sleek legs,or got dressed up to go out. She had had small videocameras set in the bathrooms and his bedroom, and shewould monitor him from her laptop office watching himfondle her most intimate, delicate underwear that shewould leave for him to. "You told Paul he could have sex with your wife?" "I did." "Why?" "Well, I could say that it was because I wanted you, but the fact is I was pretty sure I could get you anyway. I just--" "You bastard," Ellen said. Tears swam in her eyes. "You filthy rotten bastard." "Come on, Ellen. I was right, wasn't I?" "Oh Christ. You piece of..." She swiped the tears from her eyes with an angry gesture. "Yes, I guess you were," she said in a low voice. "But it'll. ." No," Brianna said. "It's just that it's so good. I want to... I'm almost ready. "Again, Brianna raised her hips, halting with the tip of my cock just touching her entrance. Looking at me her eyes out of focus, she drove her body down, forcing me into her, spreading the tight walls of her vagina with the hard flesh of my cock. Up again, then down, Brianna continued stroking me inside the tight confines of her pussy. Her strokes becoming quicker now, up... down... up... down. My hands on her.