.. but it just wasn't enough anymore. She missed the feel of a man, the desire a man could have for a woman, keeping her on edge right up until he plu...ged his hard length inside of her.That's why she now spent her lunch breaks with Toby. Her pulse always started to race from about 12.15 onwards, right up until 1 pm when they both would take their lunch. Allie always made sure she had a shower at work before heading home. Mia couldn't find out. There was no way.Thursday 9 am. Allie rushed into. The thought had occurred to me before, but for some reason as I entered the room to dress I stood and gazed at the king sized bed that held such memories of joy and pain. It was time to replace it, it had been six months since we had buried my wife, my lover as well as the mother of my three lovely daughters; and it was time to move on. I guess I had left the door ajar as I heard Jane gasp softly behind me as I stood totally nude, yet no modesty held me back from turning to face her to. “You no-good Irish prick. Why do you fuck my daughter with your frat-boy cock? You don’t have enough slutty Irish girls to slip the salami to like the animal you really are inside that three-piece suit?My Teresa is a good girl.She don’t need to get fucked by you stuck-up college boys with your educated cocks that go poking around in places you don’t belong like my Teresa’s beautiful pussy she is saving for her husband as soon as we find him. You better not be putting a bambino in my Teresa’s. And two women dresses in to breed, Kristen in fancy under garments and me in leather peek around the corner and end up walking out and giving an eye full to a very attractive new college grad from his office. Kristen is introduced as his wife and I an introduced as his paramour. How fucking insulting. Then he adds "My paramour Andrea is for you." I object and get pretty much told I'm not a team player. Kristen objects too. Afraid that we horrible insulted the young man, we both let him.