A look of astonishment took over her face. ‘No, not Jeff.’ I must have let out some of the inner glow. ‘Jeff.’ ‘You lucky girl.’ ‘Maybe ...e’s a lucky guy,’ I said. ‘I think you have changed. You said ‘maybe.” I giggled but I felt ambivalent. I was doing that a lot lately. Here was someone who knew Jeff, someone I could talk to about him, who would understand the magic I was seeing in him. On the other hand, here was someone who knew Jeff, or at least had known him, who would understand the magic. ..A door opened.They both heard it. David stopped spanking Chelsea. But he continued to hold her head down so she was unable to move from her position. Chelsea thought the sound had come from the floor below, and sure enough a moment later she saw someone look out over the railing. She held her breath and prayed. But in vain -- the person turned his face to look up in her direction. It was old Mr. Lund, who had the apartment directly below theirs. He squinted up at her, and Chelsea saw that he. She tried, I know damn well she was fucking other men, men with money. My wife wasn’t a skag, she was a beautiful, sensuous woman and she knew how to use her charms to her advantage. Gradually over time I wanted nothing more than to rid myself of the grasping shrew, to flee, hide in a different city, maybe a different country. The only reason I toughed it out was because of our beautiful sixteen year old daughter Bethany. I couldn’t leave my baby to that bitch alone and I knew I wouldn’t be. Tight leather dress. It shows off my breasts quite nicely, wouldn't you agree?" Oh yes. You are very attractive. The dress looks amazing on you. I'm not sure if I really should be doing this."I knew I had to just put it out there, no more messing around."Hunny, it'll be okay. I'll suck your cock real good and let you fuck me as hard as you want. I've always loved a man in uniform and I'm already dripping because of you. Feel."I took his hand and ran it down under my panties, sliding it across.