Abandoning a family was something Waylon swore he'd never do. He mentally scolded himself. His father had nothing to do with the repair bill. It was c...ose to the end of the month and a new monthly stipend would soon fill his coffers thanks to the GI Bill.After thanking the auto parts guys for their help, he decided to check out the garage. He couldn't see doing much work in the dorm parking lot with his limited tool selection.He located the business on Fifth Street as promised. It was rambling. “I would do that even if it was after you were with Russ. I love you,” he said though his kisses.Finally, many minutes later, he whispered, “Send a thank you note to Russ, tell him his email had sexy effects.”I was happy about the fire we felt during the fantasy and role play, but I told him I didn’t think I should respond to that email.The urgency was gone, the erotic delight all used up and everyone knows that for men who have been married a long time, the post ejaculation time is, at best,. So was the food. Eat faster, she mentally urged Him. Let’s do this and then go back to your place and you can tie me up and fuck me silly. Or make me bend over the kitchen table. Let me kneel in front of you and worship your cock. Anything, everything. Just don’t make me wait any longer.But as usual, he ate at a leisurely pace, as if savoring every bite, every sip of wine. How did he do that when she was burning a hole in the chair seat because her pussy felt like liquid fire was dripping. Nick opens the door for me and allows me to enter the elevator first. The only one that is on the elevator with us is Mrs. Peterson. I swear she is about ninety-six years old and two hundred and forty pounds. She takes a look at me. "In my day we would have been sent home for showing that much leg." She huffs at me. I wanted so badly to answer back. In your day did you have the legs to show? I just smile at her. "And look at those heels. A girl could break a leg falling off them." The door.