"wait. my father!" i said to myself. i jumped off of the sofa and ran outside"father! where are you?! come face me you fucker!" i screamed at the top ...f my lungs until i was blue. nothing was happening."what the fuck! you told me! you said i just call for you and you show! you son of a bitch answer me!" i screamed into the night sky. i was so enraged that i couldn't control myself. i punched the air and sent every tree for another 50 feet flying in all different directions. i punched the ground. My wife Mary introduced me to Becky and Nicole saying they where sell chocolates for a school fund raising and looking for odd jobs to do. Since I had mentioned to Mary some time ago that I was thinking of getting some yard help, she suggested that maybe I could hire the girls and they could start by weeding her garden. She could take her mother to the city shopping and for dinner that evening. I gave a sigh of relief. Smiling at the girls she asked them if they had ever weeded in a garden. I. My long black hair was tied in a knot. I was wearing a skirt that just reached my knees.. and a sleeveless tight top showing off my cleavage to such an extent the onlookers let out a moan when they see.The train was almost vacant with a handful of passengers who were at the end of the wagon and very far from me.I was reading a book when suddenly you came and asked if the seat opposite to mine was vacant and I confirmed that if you want you can sit here. You are 5’9’’, dark and handsome, your. Now.” I shuddered in pleasure as her tongue darted in and out of my ear, her hand reaching down my shorts and wrapping around my stiff organ, gobs of precum dribbling from the tip. “But what about Mark?” I asked, just clear headed enough to worry about the possibility of an angry husband. Laurie pushed away from me and looked me in the eye, a serious look on her face. “Look,” she started, “Mark and I haven’t been to bed together in over two years. Yes, I still love him, but I’m not a young.