She knew everything there was to know about me so she knew what she was getting, right? She made up her mind to marry me based on what I was, right? W...ong! The first thing to change was no smoking in the house. Since I don't smoke anyway you would thing that that one wouldn't bother me, but for seven years I have hosted a Friday night poker game and four of the players smoke.That led to the second change - no more poker games. Next to go was bowling. I am an avid bowler, carry a 214 average,. Stairmaster. Treadmill. Aerobics. Weights. I want you to come home. I need my training partner back.” She smiled and eyed him mischievously, “I've been getting stronger, you know,” a giggle, “you should see how much I can leg press now.” She looked at her leg with pride, which had become so firm and muscular. She then passed her hand over his thigh, noticing how already it had begun to atrophy. She hesitated in a moment of guilt, but could not help but playfully gloat, “I can do as much weight. “Get a grip on yourself.” “Come on Ed, it’s not my fault,” said Joe with a hurt expression. “Here Joe, I’ll get a grip on you,” said Samantha, reaching out to playfully pinch the bulge in Joe’s pants. “Arrgh, what the hell are you doing, Sam?” shouted Ed jumping to his feet. “Stop that!” “Why? I think he likes it,” replied Samantha as she stood there topless before Joe and grasped at his erection through his pants. Ed grabbed his wife by the arm roughly and pulled her away from Joe. “Get back. His cock was bigger than she'd guessed, and nearly erect already. A small drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip. "Suck it," he commanded. Without waiting for her to obey he grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head level with his cock. She took him into her mouth her tongue swirling around his girth, and enjoying the cum from the tip. She was rewarded with a moan from him, and he momentarily backed away. "So you are a bad girl," he groaned, as she resumed licking and sucking his tumescence. .