We didnt talk much only looked into eachothers eyes.I broke the ice (so to speak)and asked for a cold drink ......he pointed me in the direction of th... fridge "help yours self babe".The coldness hit my partcially dressed body....bending slightly i found only a bottle of white wine,lovely thats what would do the trick,as i started to close the door i felt an arm grasp my wrist,i was startled at first but his eyes made me weak at the knees,he took my arm around my back and pulled me towards him. ”“Did you ... did you do anything else?”“I wanted to, like goddam fuck I wanted to, but I didn’t. I just kissed it goodbye, and he put it up.”“Shee-it. You got the life some of us just dream about. Fuck.”I giggled. “Jean. Get this. Rodney saw me kissing Brian’s cock. He peeked in from the hallway, again.”“Oh, shit. What’d he say? Did you talk to him?”“Yeah, after Kirsten went to bed. He’s a naughty little boy. He had lots to say. He made my panties wet.”“Hee hee ... have you told Kirsten this. To illustrate my point, as the other guy turns and begins to head down the hallway, I pick up one of hubby's football trophies (he was a pretty good quarterback in high school) and throw it at him. Luckily I miss him, but the trophy smashes against the far wall in the hallway and breaks into three pieces.Next, I grab another of hubby's trophies and throw it at hubby as he's attempting to get off the bed. Again, luckily, I miss him. But, I also realize that it's too late. Our marriage is. No thanks), 3 young women ..and THE cleaveage. Fucking hypnotic, great, big, perfect..must be mine. Inmediatly, had to hide behind my chair, big bulge comes out. It does feel terribly great, but after some days without unloading it, its DAMN big.Fiuu..meeting finsh and people leave the room. Got 5 minutes before next meeting on damn basement. Can I miss that one? Lets check.. 2 people confirm their assistance (fuck old Larry and..who else??)I fell into my chair, didnt realize someone was there.