Spying a familiar face Jessica forgot all about the two teens.She greeted John with a friendly hug. It was a bit less then one would expect from an on...again off again lover. John was a party boy and a looker. He was charming enough to take to bed most nights, but Jessica just as often found his frat boy persona a turn off.Pulling away she asked, “Have you been waiting long?” Jessica already knew the answer. She was late and he had been right on time.John shrugging and replied, “Not really.. We’ll be back in a minute, sweetie. Don’t go away.’ As the two soon-to-be objects of my affections stood and left the table I had occasion for the first time to observe Jennifer from the rear. Watching her broad cheeks and large soft thighs move within the confines of her tight skirt only served to increase the stress on my zipper. I had to get my thoughts in hand or I feared I might never be allowed in the restaurant again. Fortunately the waiter arrived with the bill which diverted my. I said to myself that it couldn't get any worse but I was wrong. In box number three was half a dozen video tapes, no names or numbers just blank covers. With shaking hands I took a few out of the box and went downstairs to the main living room where I have a giant tv set up with a video player.At first, the screen was blank then the screen lit up showing a room, empty at first them my wife walked in and sat down on the couch."Is that on?" she asked pointing directly at me."What? Oh, the. You are a dark angel, lit up, as you turn and smile innocently at me, but the underlying untamed wildness cannot be hidden. I want to chase you, give in to you, to my desire for you, but I hold back, controlling myself. I cannot give up, cannot lose control, at least not yet. We walk together further down the dimly lit road, close to each other, but not touching. I can feel the heat, the current of electricity flowing between us. I suddenly push you against a brick wall. You look at me with.