In any case, my husband would be lucky if I allowed him to touch me for the next six months, the fucking pig.****I had threatened my husband by tellin... him I would fuck all his friends but I did not want to fuck anyone else, especially while married. That was my temper talking in return for his wagering me in his ridiculous bet, so for the first time in my life, I found myself watching a match with any more than the mildest disinterest. It was a very close and hotly contested game. These teams. I told the waitress, "It is part of family turkey day traditionat my house. After the main meal, to have a turkey sandwich later inthe day."Both on Friday and Saturday I would only go out to get soda or fruitjuice. I did not dare try to buy beer. My I. D. card still had John onit. However on Saturday I had sent out for pizza and wings. I was allset to watch football on Saturday afternoon. The game had just startedas Jessica came in. She sat down beside me. She asked, "Jackie, do youknow of a. Ab aagey kya honey wala tha mene zara bhi expect nhi kiya tha. Mein apni shorts mein tha aur nighty mein hum ek dusre ke baju mein soye huye the. 10 min baad mene mera kambal mere sir pe dakh diya. Aur usme se dekh raha tha ki chachi jaag rahi thi. Mene khar rate marke dikhane ki koshich ki ke mein soa chuka hun . Fir 5 ya 6 min baad unho ne mere blanket mein aapna haath dala aur mere lund ko shorts ke upar se hi sahlane lagi. Mujhe saaab dikh raha tha lekin mein ekdum shock tha. Woa dheere. They were hot and gave off the vibe that they were sex-starved. The one who stood next to me was short, light-skinned with a shapely body. Her hair was blond and cut close, and she could not take her eyes off me. Her curvy friend was also pretty and a shade darker than she was. She had her arms around Randall. ‘We have some handsome gentlemen on the elevator, Angela.’ Angela. That was her name, huh. I was so aroused checking out her voluptuous figure. I had vivid images of myself fucking the.