What's going on here? What aren't you telling me?" Nothing." It can't be nothing, it's got to be something. Come on, tell me." I don't want to talk ab...ut it."Then, on Thursday, Sally called while Ann was in the shower, and said she and Tom would like to come over Saturday night if that was OK. No surprise there, they only live two miles away, and we get together nearly every weekend. At least her call meant that Sally and Ann weren't totally mad at each other. That was very good in my view,. “There’s only one way to find out,” Kim said.Paul and I had been sitting around, watching basketballand drinking too much. My wife, Kim, occasionallywandered in and stayed for a while. Not so much towatch the game, but to see how drunk I was getting.She’d been getting on me about my drinking and warnedme not to get trashed, but I was pretty gone. I don’teven remember who was playing, or which of the twoteams I was cheering-I just remember taking shots everytime. ..I want your cock inside me...You like my cock?I LOVE your cock..Did you like when it came inside you?She gasped and held her breath and moaned. I heard her whimper and sob. Stop by my office now, before you leave for the day, she said, and hung up.I did. The blinds were drawn shut. She opened her door and let me in. The room had the unmistakable odor of cunt in heat. She ran her fingers under my nose and between my lips to let me smell and taste her fresh musk. I reached down and found she. I unzip my jeans and let my cock spring out into the open. She hears my zip and turns around to look at my swollen cock and smooth hairless balls. She eyes them knowingly, as aware as I am that it will soon be sunk in her cheating pussy. I tell her to turn back around and remove her top. She removes her top over her head slowly. Her smooth, tanned skin still covered in a fine sheen of sweat. I now tell her to take off her bottoms but not her panties. I want to see her dirty wet panties clinging.