So I started to train vigorously to become more sexually attractive, hell I found out that I love fitness so much that I even became a personal traine.... Few years later that skinny k** was dead, now I was that big jacked tough personal trainer, only there was one problem even though now I wasn’t afraid to kick some thug’s ass anymore, and hell I did that on more than one occasion, I was still a complete loser with chicks. Years have passed and nothing has changed! So it was like double life for. Now I had given him the orders earlier, before she had gotten home. I told him he could fuck her anyway he wanted to, but he was not allowed to cum in her. I am the only one allowed to. I wanted to see my wife covered in cum badly.Jay looked to me. I just nodded to him and gave him a smirk, “She's your bitch tonight man.” “Get the fuck on your hands and knees bitch,” he told her. She did as she was told to, like a good girl. I just grabbed a beer, sat in the chair across from the bed and. Big eyes. Great figure. He was smitten. He walked her home in the twilight and was delighted when she invited him in. 'Home' was a caravan parked next to a pub on the tow-path of the canal.His delight was short lived. Mum was at home. But Mum liked soldiers, she said. All the women in her family liked soldiers. She liked to talk. She also liked scotch and was generous with it. She looked like Elizabeth Taylor in Cleopatra, Arthur said, particularly when her blouse slipped to reveal an expanse. He ate all your cookies. You know, the ones we leave out for you every Christmas. And... well... we don't have any more for you and... I don't want you to not have anything from us. And please, please don't be mad at my brother and not give him anything cause he's really little and he doesn't know about things like that yet. Mommy and Daddy said it would be okay and that I didn't, like, need to worry or anything, but I didn't want you to not get anything..."The girl blathered on as if no other.