Looking at me intently, smiling that crooked smile he always had on his face, he asked if I would like to come to work with him as a financial advisor...and part time investigator. I thought about it for several minutes as we walked along bringing each other up to date on our lives. I told him I was married to a beautiful, hot, sexy and fantastic girl named Jill. He asked me if she was running around behind my back, to which I replied an empathic ?NO.?. He said, are you sure, and I said of. ’ She was obviously upset with him, for it had been long since they had snuck off to Ratoi or had a drink at the Carbony Crab together. She likely suspected him of an affair. Though, he thought, their relationship did not have any official status. Still, they had apparently cleaned much of his home and stocked his pantry. He sighed. ‘You girls are lucky, I thought you were thieves from the SpookyFuture company, or whatever, here to steal my shoal. I might have harmed you.’ They both laughed. He offered me a drink and we sat on the couch watching tv for a bit and making light conversation. During which time I could feel him getting closer to me and started touching my leg a lot when he spoke. Before long we were making out. I’ll be honest, he wasn’t a great kisser. But I was more intrigued as to what was in his pants. He had to at least be packing a half decent sized cock right. I mean, he was Brazilian after all.Never have I been more disappointed in my life. He was maybe 4” in. ” Denise panted as her pussy pounded from his giant member. He grabbed hold of her legs, sliding his hands up and down them as he pounded Denise harder and harder. “Harder!” I shouted. He stopped for a second to brace himself. Then he started up again like a firing piston. The whole bed shook and rocked. “Flip that cunt over. Fuck her on the side.” By now my own cock was stirring. Watching him fuck the shit out of Denise made me want to fuck the shit out of her. They were laying face to face.