So, as I saw nobody was around, I pulled down my tiny thong and reclined the driver’s seat, so I spread a bit my legs and slowly began shoving a lon... finger up my soaking wet cunt.I took out a tiny dildo I had in my purse and started to use this nice thing to give myself more pleasure.As I was enjoying my quiet relaxing moment with my eyes closed, I suddenly heard another car pulling just there, very close to mine.I opened my eyes and pulled out the little toy from my wet cunt.I then looked. If you lie on your back with your legs bent and place yourfngertips lightly against your ears. Kind of like you're thinking aboutsomething pleasant. Like maybe one of those muscle boys you put up onthe wall."He wanted to protest that those photos hadn't been of his choosing, butwas too overwhelmed even to speak. He meekly put himself where shewished and moved his hands into position. Violet leaned toward him andmade a small adjustment to one of his hands. She leaned closer andplaced a. " Cully, you're not going there." Cully, now no. And I mean it."For probably the first time in our marriage I was the adult. I felt smug. I felt uppity. I felt in the right."Cully, look!"Momentarily lost in my reverie I found she'd lowered the top of her dress and her breasts were exposed."Cully's not a tit man. Cully's not a tit man. Cully's not a tit man." Sing song/Sing song. "You only married me for my rump. That's all you care about, isn't it? You lusted over it the moment we met and. I’ll find an excuse to leave right after lunch. You can do it at her house.” Walt was suddenly his happy self again. “What do you have to lose? If it doesn’t work out you’ll get free lunch and you can go home.” He had a point. I couldn’t see what harm could come from showing up for lunch. If nothing else it would get Walt off my case about it. “Okay. I have serious doubts about it working out, but if you can line it up I’ll give it a shot.” Two days later I found myself in front of another.