And we do this every week. Watch Monday Night Football. I’m screaming when we score and cursing the bad officiating. I want to let you finish watch...ng. As much as I do, I can’t keep my mind off of wanting you. You’re still in your work clothes, with that blue tie that doesn’t match your purple shirt. I still remember how sweet you looked with that boyish smile on your face when you asked me how you looked before you left for work. Damn, everything you do gets me hot, even your mismatched. How his shirt got unbuttoned I wasn't sure since his hand never left my body. I could have done it while in a fog of emotions I not felt for a while, or it could have been a genie. I didn't care. I could feel his chest hair tickle my breast as he continued to kiss me.I felt his hands spread the cheeks of my butt and I gasped again. "You like that?" he asked"No," I replied but it still had me climbing the walls, make that climbing the hull.We were sitting on the sofa that doubled as a bunk in. He watched as if this happened everyday. Well, with him being a doctor, it probably did.The officer opened her top, flashing me her bra-encased chest. Her skin looked soft and I could almost feel it on my tongue. She had good shape up top, but was smaller than I preferred. Then I noticed what she was really showing me. Above her left breast - hovering where she normally wore her badge - was a gold mark. Without closer inspection I wouldn't be able to discern the shape, but to me that didn't. I only needed to brush my hand over my raging erection to make me spunk in my pants. My head was spinning with the erotic scene before me and I couldn’t help groaning with pleasure as I emptied my balls into my soggy underwear. Henry grinned from ear to ear as he went and stood behind my wife and his colleagues carried on playing with her pussy.He slipped the top of her dress down over her shoulders, pushing it right down, leaving her ample boobs and lovely cunt totally exposed. Anne looked at.