Hopefully, he was in the backyard, and if he was, I might be able to lock him out. I pulled on one of Michael’s large t-shirts and a pair of exerci...e shorts and went downstairs to the kitchen for my morning coffee.I went to the kitchen window, but I didn’t see Bruno in the yard. I walked through the kitchen and into the mudroom, but when I looked through the window, which gave me a view of the side yard, there was still no sign of Bruno. Where was he? Was he somewhere here in the house? . What could it hurt to try huh? So....I waited till the next morning and called Veronica and asked her if her friend was around by chance. Sure enough she was there. I asked if this would be a good time to come over as I had something I wanted to talk to the two of them about. No problem. An hour and a few hits and drinks of courage later I found myself nervously knocking on Veronica's door. I pulled out my pipe and loaded a big ol" bowl and proceeded to pass it around. Veronica took a big drag. My friends wife is the same. If we go out she is pretty responsible knowing that my buddy and I will get pretty drunk so she won't drink that much so she can drive us home. But if we are hanging out at one of our houses she will let loose and put down some wine and get pretty drunk.Both of our wives are quite honestly, I'm not exaggerating, very pretty and have great bodies, Especially for their age. My wife is very cute, his wife is just flat out pretty. The glamorous type of pretty. They both. Since we both took our wedding vows seriously we came to the agreement that I would understand her needs and concerns and she would not be bothered by me deciding to jack off a couple times a day.I will admit since she is not looking over my shoulder right now, that at one time I sat down and really evaluated whether I wanted to remain married or not. The only negative was the sex and the fact that she was downright dowdy in her dress. She had a petit figure with a small bust and except when.