They came in laughing and holding hands. Robert thanked me for the last twenty-four hours with my wife, Carole, and hugged me goodnight. She saw him t... his car and returned some ten minutes later. When she came in from kissing Robert goodnight, I noticed that her shirt buttons were undone and she was holding the shirt together to prevent her white bra from showing. She kissed me and asked me to stay where I was and that she would be down shortly and ran upstairs.I assumed she was going to the. She even begged off sick from one of Tremper's parities to spend a quiet, romantic evening with Ron.At first things improved. She began to use less Jip, even on occasions when what she did was disgusting and humiliating. Ron seemed to reciprocate, especially to her romantic gestures and even though she could still not reach orgasm with him, she was encouraged that things would get better.But after a rare weekend when Ron was away at a conference and her services were not demanded, Ron returned. Ann was having fun, but it was different.It occurred to her she'd grown out of the club scene. Cricket pulledher out on to the dance floor. They danced and flirted with the men onthe dance floor. Time slipped away as the beat thumped in Ann's chest. Cindy could do this all night and was young enough to be relativelyfresh the next morning. Ann knew she'd be wiped out. She joined Daciaback at the bar, and could see in her eyes that she also wanted to go.Cricket finally came off the dance. The gentle sway of her body as she surrenders to your touch brushes her body repeatedly against the front of yours. The soft curves of her ass teasingly rub against your growing arousal. A low, husky growl vibrates in her throat as she feels the stirring of your cock against her ass. Your hands tug her shirt from the front of her jeans to spread rough fingertips against the silken skin. The palms of your hands slide up to cup the full globes of her breasts, molding her flesh to the shape of.