She is a bit of a gym junkie and not having had any children she was still in tiptop shape. She has short brunette hair and is only about 5' 5". She a...so has a small tattoo of the Essendon Bombers Football club on her lower left abdomen. I know this because Sheryl and I used to be an item a few years back. We'd had a wild time back in the early 80's fucking our way through Uni. She used to pick up blokes in pubs and take them too a motel where she would fuck them ragged and then nick money from. There was another bottle of merlot awaiting us there, along with dark chocolate. Those two things go well together. For some reason, our drive back was quiet. I was busy with the traffic, but Cathy was silent. We had made love a few a times since Christmas, and things were still good. We did try to occasionally try new things, but there was plenty of tender lovemaking too. When we talked about it, we thought that it was a good balance. Getting into the apartment, I helped her take her coat off. Then he leans back on the bed and says, “Ok, sexy. Anything.” Of course he’d go along with it. What did I expect, him to turn me down? He’s a warm-blooded man, for peets sake. I guess I have to follow through now. I watch as he stretches out on his side of the bed, never letting our eyes lose the connection. As he holds my hand, he pulls me to follow him. I reluctantly get on my knees and knee-walk across the bed to him. I look down at him and watch as his chest rises slowly in anticipation.. Mandy nowfrightened me, and she almost lectured me about how to treat Cathy --and all women -- with respect. "You have to change your ways, David. Youare far from the perfect husband." Normally I wouldn't have taken that,but I just sat and listened. Again, her words kind of burned in my soul.I realized if I didn't treat Cathy, and all women, better, I'd have toanswer to Mandy. Jake was radiant. He wore white shorts that hugged isnow round ass, and I could see his panty lines through them. His.