Nottonight, I’m too busy.” “Your damn farm and elected positions,” I yelled. “Don,do you not find me sexy anymore? You h...ve no time for theboys either. What will your excuse be next year? Damn, Ihave to grade papers.”“Oh Becky,” Don said with a frown. “I have a chance to bewhere my grandfather was at the bank and this farm is onthe verge of being the top hog producing farm in the state.Please understand.”That was it. Case closed, as I. And I have so many boringsocial things to attend, but things I think she will enjoy. At least fromwhat I gathered from our little intimate chat downstairs." If a shark couldsmile, it would look like David right now.My skin burned with fury. For a moment I considered grabbing my Mozart bustand smashing him in the head with it. But I held both my anger and mytongue. "I won't go for it. She won't go for it." You, as I've explained in some detail, have no choice. And of course shewon't go for it.. She was now up to six hours on Saturdays. I would drop in and play with her anywhere from one hour to the max of 3 hours doing anything that my imagination inspired me to do. She would be dripping wet every time I entered the room.We lived in an apartment and my best friend lived upstairs with his wife. We would go out every now and then to bars and dance studios with our wives. One night just Tom and I went out drinking and somehow the subject of our wives and sex came up and probably because. I knew how she liked it and it was always a lot of funfor me.She told Jake that they really ought to sixty-nine eachother before they fucked but that since they were readygood and wet maybe they should go ahead and fuck for awhile. Jake was ready to plunge into Ann I knew. She isincredible looking and every man wants to fuck her assoon as possible.Jake told me to bring their drinks to the bedroom andthey took off. I stopped by the kitchen to put somemore ice in their drinks and when I got to.