I would pace back and forth like a lion in a cage until she came home. As I heard her at the front door I would sit in my big overstuffed chair and pr...tend I was interested in the newspaper or a book. Alyssa would tell me about her exciting evening, kiss me goodnight, and go to bed.The few weekend or sometimes week long trips that she went on were the worst. I constantly worried about where she was, what she was doing, and with whom. Alyssa's almost nightly phone calls while she was on these. Is that clear??I shrank into my seat. ?Yes.??I don?t expect you to question my methods.??No.??There are plenty more girls who would kill to have your job. If youaren?t satisfied with your position then say so now and I?ll givesomeone else a chance.?I hung my head. ?Sorry. No. I?m very happy here.?She smiled smugly. ?Good. Now get out on that shop floor and get towork. What are you doing wasting my time in here??I got up and hurried out, feeling awful.Every attempt I?d made to stand up to the. ”Kristen blushed, but at the moment, she wouldn’t have fought off that kiss.“Come on, you direct and I’ll steer,” said Kristen, slipping her arm around Hayden’s waist. She hoped that anyone looking on might assume Hayden had had too much to drink and needed to be helped to her room.When they had made their way to a back hallway, Hayden indicated a door and said, “In here. Without your finger up my snatch, I’m starting to get chilled. I think we both need warming.”Kristen looked at the door that. Harder than she has ever cum with me. I looked, and he wasn't even halfway in. The sight was unbelievable. That huge black dong lodged in my wife's tiny white pussy-- her pussy that was so tight, even for me, with my average white dick. His cock on the other hand, was positively stretching her to the max, her lips gripping his dark meat tightly. He pulled it back out to the tip, and she gasped, and then after just a moment, he pushed back into her pussy, f*rcing in 2/3rds of his member now. She.