I never thought about it before but it makes sense. We fucked only once that day. There were many more days to come. Harold (my soon to be ex-husband)...returned the next afternoon, I told him every detail of my evening with Ben and thanked him. I also modified our sex during my fertile periods, I forced him to keep me plugged up to give my body time to absorb all his seed. Life went on for months with Ben as my just every once in a while hot stud. Until one night out with a large business group.. “Wow, will you look at that crowd,” she whistled to Jill. “You’d think they were going to show a hit movie.” “That’s exactly what I hear they do sometimes, if you know what I mean,” answered Jill peering over Jen’s shoulder. Just then Kelly snuck up behind them and smacked Jen square on the ass, causing her to nearly jump through the door and lose her backpack. “Hey girls!” Kelly trumpeted. “Geez, thanks a lot moron,” retorted Jen. “I nearly embarrassed myself in front of like about 100. You are a pragmatist, so if you are teaching me a lesson, I have learned it. If you come by now, we can end this nonsense. If not, I warn you, I plan to defend myself." Then Earnest, bring it on. You might want to tell your thugs to lay in a supply of body bags, before they come to dance with me," I said before I clicked the phone off. I knew his type. Do a little song, do a little dance, and nothing changes. When I started, I hadn't wanted him to change anything. I just wanted Julie out of. He knew the routine and that the baker would be arriving soon and so at first he would strip down to his shirt and underpants and lay on the sofa waiting. When she arrived he would feign sleep and wait for her to leave the bread, hoping that she would see him in his semi naked state. After she had moved on to the next house he would look, hoping to see her look back to try to see him again. As each day and opportunity came and went he got a little bolder. At first it was just shirt and.