"I should've gotten more of this, damn it figures Cynthia'd get her claws into you first, along with various other body parts." Sighing she pulled a s...roll, "This is an official case, an odd one that has never been solved, hell should have given it to you 100 years ago, oh well live and learn." Leaning close she whispered, "I'll be by in the next few days, Cynthia won't shut up about how much you filled her, I'm going to find out." Poof with that she was gone faster than a bad memory. Damn it!. I was staring straight ahead and said in a low tone damn I needed this. He answered me yeah me to , then he said some white lady got my dick all hard and she wanted me to fuck her. I just said lucky you, I zipped up and started back to the table. As I walked out I scanned the place for my wife but didn't see her. I opened the patio door and saw her at our table setting talking to a well dressed black guy. I walked up and pulled out my chair. He spun his head around and gave me a go to Hell. Before long, our beers were gone. Kelly got up and walked away. I loved watching her little butt wiggle away! Soon, she was back with a couple of more beers. She said that time she let the guy feel up her tits. I could tell. Her nipples looked like bullets shooting out of her top. She rubbed one of the cold beers across them. “I get lots more looks when they’re hard”Kelly was not alone. It must have been something about so much testosterone being in one place? I loved girl watching at the. "Fine! Do you mind if we use my place? It's bigger than yours and a lot less grungy." I can't say it isn't," I replied. Mine was not much more than apad, one notch above a flop house. I spent as little time in it aspossible.So those last two weeks we went at it full time at her place. Wewere with each other every waking moment, very nearly. We neverfelt closer, and in fact became quite casual physically -- thephysical didn't measure into anything we were doing. For instance,she'd greet me.