The Friday evening my new bride flew in on the now defunct Northwest Air Lines was a bitter cold frosty October one promising the cold winter that wou...d soon descend and Imust hoped she,d followed my advice and dressed warmly as I couldn’t, keep her warm all the time. Her flight was on time and we didn,tb**ste time on hotnpassionate kisses and cuddles but went straight to my old banger car Sarah shivering as we waited for the heater to warm the interior. In spite of this she unzipped my flies. Later, much later, their lips parted, and they looked at one another. Mark seemed a bit surprised, even puzzled, but it was his turn to act. She silently prayed he wouldn’t be sensible or cautious or, even worse, make a joke. Damn it, Mark, just kiss me. Please. Then he leaned forward until their lips met and he began kissing his own best friend.At some point it crossed her mind that Mark was a very good kisser. In a strange sort of way, she felt proud that her best friend was so gifted. And. "No" she said simply.It would have been impossible for her not to have felt my cock through our clothing and I was unsure of what to do. If I stood up to break the contact, my cock would be visible to her. It may even protrude through the leg of my shorts. I willed it to soften but her smell and warmth made my will irrelevant. If I stayed there, as I was so close to orgasm, I would create an impossible situation as my cum would drench my shorts and her skirt and doubtless the day bed we were. My face is puffy (too many devildogs and ring dings) and it doesn't have any makeup. My blonde hair hasthat sleeped in look. I can't see that it's dark roots have grown inyet. But when it does, I'll be ready with a touch up until I can get itdone at the salon. I'll look better after my shower and maybe a littlemakeup. It'll take me an hour to just look presentable. I could use acigarette too. But I'll shower first. Why cut a good smoke off for ashower.Before I gained all this weight, people.