I would have to draw the conspirators out in the open to obtain that proof. To accomplish that, I would need to dangle some bait. Hey, maybe I was in ...he fishing business after all.Rob didn't know that heavyweight plastic surgeon personally, but Jim did. His ex-wife swore by the doctor's work — and she had reason(s) to know. Rob gave his enthusiastic Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval and Jim made the call. Chicago is all about Clout; Rob and Jim had it. Yeah, that's right; Five PM, that. She asked if I had seen him naked. I hesitated, and she said that she knew I had. She then asked if he was big. I paused again, and without saying a word, she knew. Things quieted down for a few days, then one day my wife wanted to talk to me. She was quite upset. She told me that Ron was growing more and more pushy, that he was talking things too far. She told me that she either needed to just get it over and sl**p with him, or she needed to end things right now. She said she was inclined to. " What considerations?" asked Linda as they entered the front room and sat down. She poured them each a drink."I... I can't tell you. I'm sworn to secrecy." And this secrecy is more important than our relationship?" No... but it is necessary." Well, if I can't be trusted..." said Linda, the hurt evident in her voice."It's not that. It's just that in the last few weeks so much has changed. I've changed." In what way?" I... just can't bring myself to..." Then I guess we have nothing more to talk. This went on for a few mins, and then I was being pushed on my back and my legs being pushed in the air and my ass being spread open. I felt my thong being moved to the side and began to feel wet and something I have never felt my ass being eatin out, I almost shot my load all over me. I had to think of something else as I did not want to cum already. While my legs where crossed and bent towards my chest I remembering whispering if he had a condom as I wanted to be penetrated. I really wanted.