There was something illicit in doing it there; something taboo about it all. Not just the fact that it was an act of infidelity but also because Bradl...y was black. Dawn came hard as she thought about giving herself to Bradley that night.There was also the fact that she would be spending the whole night with him; not just parting for the night after a suitable pause in proceedings during the night. They would fall asleep together and wake in the morning, fully rested and fully raring to go. I guessed she couldn’t have been much over thirty-five now, tall and slender with small firm breasts set high on her chest. She was truly beautiful. If she desired, she could have been a very successful model, as she had all the physical features as well as the ‘look’. To spend this night with her was the fulfilment of fantasy, to be able to show her my affection and enjoy her in all of her glory. Appeared to have held up well since I last saw her at a Democratic rally years ago.The morning had. Jennifer married a Broadway producer. Her step-father's money bank rolled many successful shows which made Frank richer still. Jennifer was a stay-at- home mom raising their five children. Though there were troubles in the marriage, they stayed together for the children's sake. They eventually did grow to love each other and avoiding a divorce.Grace was happy in her union with Frank. She was so feisty in bed Frank never looked at another woman in lust again. He supported Gwen and sent John to. He looked fine but I just knew he wasn't happy. I just didn't know what to do about it.I joined an adult chatroom, then masturbated. It was an hour or more before I was ready for bed. I slept all night but the raid was on my mind. I told myself that Dog was on my mind even more, because of the things I might see the next day.I also had not come to grips with Osborn. I should fire her ass, but she really hadn't done anything but stalk me. I mean it wasn't like I was some high school girl in need.