How was I supposed to have known I'd be so obsessed, and how was I supposed to have known I'd be so obsessed? (Those questions and answers do make sen...e if you read back...).But I was a professional, right? I could work this out...As I say, obsession was already creeping in – and by then, tequila or not, I was already determined to find out what had been going on. Of course, I could have fronted up to Jason when he came home – but I wasn't silly enough to believe that whatever the truth was,. The dirty bitch has wanted sex with the builders, I feel so angry, she has let them do stuff to her I have always wanted to do myself. How many of them were there, when they left, five maybes. I start to picture them in my mine, all of them at my wife, pulling at their cock and squirting their cum over her body, fuck I am getting a terrific hard on in my trousers thinking about it, which I haven’t be able to get recently .I touch her fat chubby stocking covered leg, then the bare pale bit. She wore black leggings that highlighted her meaty thighs, and expensive heels that clearly hurt her feet. We made small talk about our jobs, pop culture, sports and BDSM over five pints before taking an uber back to her place. Our driver is a Morrocain man who wailed against this era of sin and fornication the entire drive; we did egg him on though.Once at her modest three bedroom house, she assures me her three daughters are with their father. She tells me to get comfortable. I sit on the. Rarely do I miss work, even if I’m not feeling well, so I felt a bit naughty for calling in. Oh well, I’d make up for it at confession on Sunday. Looking at the address Nicole had written I was able to easily find Dr. Kessler’s office. In a nice part of town and very professional looking. I felt good about this and as I parked the car, I sent a quick text to Nicole thanking her. Her reply was instantly received with the message that I would thank her later. So with a spring in my step I.