Up until ten minutes ago, Glen Ainsworth had possessed all three of these things in abundance. Right now, he was having great difficulty trying to dec...de whether it was safe to breathe. Being in fear for your life will do that to you. The phrase, 'Be Careful What You Wish For', kept running through his mind like an out of control mantra.The sardonic thought then bloomed full blown in his mind, 'Well, you wanted power. Too bad it just jumped up and bit seven-eights of your ass off, huh?' This. It sounded almost…sexual. I frowned. There was a wet, sucking sound. My stomach tightened. I reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped out into the living room. My wife was on her knees, wearing one of my old T-shirts, her naked ass shaking as she blew the Black delivery guy. I gaped in astonishment. Her red hair fell in a curtain around her face, and her heavy breasts stretched the material of my shirt. My cock hardened. Alice? I gasped. Hi, honey, she beamed, popping her mouth off the. .. Eighteen. You know you're sort of a legend around the lunchroom now..." People need something to talk about," I shrugged."Yeah, but a forty year old engineer with an eighteen year old wife, that's GOOD!"As I drove back to the office building I mulled over that thought. Smiling.Back at the office, a couple of my co-workers mentioned a run outside the plant for lunch."Any vendors around that we can squeeze for a free meal?" I asked. We were a large, lucrative client for a whole lot of services. She ran her pretty hands whose fingernails were painted a deep red along the horsehide.She felt the folds of his balls that shined in the blazing sun like a blanket made of pure blue velvet. Her nipples began to rise up.With one hand she stroked the horse and with the other she fondled her tits. The fleshy globes were very sensitive. Velvet was well-endowed.Just like her mother Arabella, Velvet was destined to be a buxom woman. It was the only feature on her body that she had inherited from.