As a result of always being turned down, I stopped all attempts for sex or head. She always went to work in unflattering pants and sneakers, no matter...how much I would tell her to spruce herself up. I chalked our marriage up to being one of boring conversation and complete abstinence. That was until last year. I hadn’t even noticed that she lost all the weight. In fact, she was lighter than when we first started dating. With that said… It was a running joke between the guys at work that when a. Gliding down her luscious slit I effortlessly slipped a finger into her gorgeously gaping and enticing pussy, instantly feeling her contract around it. Wasting no time I probed deeply into her, feeling her tense again and again rhythmically and I shifted my finger in and out, she gave in, wrapped her arms around my neck and just held on. My thumb now rubbing her button I pushed two fingers into her and started pounding her soaking pussy, steadily at first, then, in response to her hips bucking. I asked about her husband, who it turns out hasn’t had sex with her for months. While she rambled on I started working my hand down her left leg. She moaned softly “no, what are you doing” and put her hand on top of mine in an effort to protest, but I ignored her, and continued slowly but deliberately. I massaged her slowly from her knee to her groin. When I got to her panties I started to rub her crotch. I immediately felt that her crotch was damp. “What is this I’ve found” I said to her, and. "Vic Singleton expects us aboard the yacht," said George, waving his hands towards the bay.Phil looked out to sea and rubbed his eyes in astonishment. There was Vic's yacht as it had been on that long ago day."Vic wants to see me?" Yup. He's got some new wild idea. Texas Bunny's over there, and Maddy and Flair. Vic himself of course. Your hotel gave us your forwarding address and Vic already figured to come back to his old stamping ground for a few days." I'm leaving town!" cried Phil.But he.