You suits smelled of perfumes that were not mine. Even cum stains in your underwear. I turned my back on your affairs hoping that you would stop. You ...ever did. That is why I made up this affair lie to you. I wanted you to get a taste of how I felt all these past years. I was hoping that after you heard my made-up story that you would say that you forgave me. That you still wanted me as your wife. But that didn't happen, Harry. Instead you grabbed your whiskey and ran to the bedroom." Miriam, I. After a while he pulled me up then pulled off his pants and boxers in one motion and pulled out his abnormally huge caramel colored cock. Before that day I've never seen a cock that big, he was at least ten inches long with a seven inch circumference. I grabbed it and wondered "How in the hell am I going to fit this thing in my mouth let along in my tight virgin pussy." So I attempted to slide it in my mouth, opening it as wide as I could but my teeth slightly grazed his cock but he told me it. "Anne. I thought it would be a good idea for you to spend some time with her... alone," she said. Stan couldn't help the sigh of relief that came out, and Denise looked at him quizzically."What? Oh, nothing — just me being silly. Um, yes, of course, Anne," Stan spluttered out in embarrassment. Denise just kept looking at him, with deceptive calm. Stan realized he had better head off a storm. "I thought you'd maybe found another woman," he admitted, feeling a partial truth was the best thing in. In the box he brought along contained a CD player and some CD’s. Everything seemed perfect. They had a nice dinner, wine, soft romantic music, and the perfect setting. While they sat eating the dinner, he stole a glance at her. She was absolutely amazing in his eyes. The way she looked was so natural but so sensual and sexy. He wanted to forget about the dinner and just explore her body, taking his time to caress every part of her. Moving slow at removing her clothes feeling her skin as he.