“What can I do to stop him from doiing this to me? Do you have any ideas?”“Not offhand, my little girl,” Lena answered. “But I will think of...something. I can talk to him and see if it will do any good to do so. I can’t guarantee nor promise anything, but I will try.”“Thanks mom,” Natalie replied feeling a little bit better. “I hope that you can do something to wake him up. I just want hom to stop teasing me by looking at my feet and pushing them away when I want him to admire them and give them. We always chat when we see each other, so today was no different. We talked about the weather and she told me that her husband Rick and the kids were away for the weekend, to Rick's mother. I started to help her take the groceries inside and when we were finished taking it inside she asked if I wanted to drink a beer, which I accepted. We were sitting on the couch, she was drinking a glass of wine and I was drinking my beer. She asked me, "How are things between you and Claire?" (My. His cock popped out of my mouth and my wet cunt left his sucking tongue, both wanting more. I lowered myself on his still erect shaft and guided him between my wet puffy lips into my slippery cunt. I faced him in a cowgirl position and rode him, as only a goddess could. I contracted my pussy muscles to the rhythm of our movements.“Oh, Goddess, you have such a wonderful tight pussy,” said Victor. He caressed my swaying, bobbing tits with his soft hands.“Play with her clit,” said Sue, while she. I was met by the usual he's-not-in bullshit; I told the receptionist, in loud terms, it was about his wife.There was a brief pause; then, "Dennis Roberts speaking. What's this about my wife?" She's having sex with another man. Right now. You need to hurry home and take care of business." I had used a fake accent and spoken in an asthmatic voice; I snapped the phone closed and sat back to watch the fireworks.Fifteen minutes later, a car I assumed (rightly) was driven by Dennis Roberts screeched.