I press my legs together trying to ignore the fact that my pussy is dripping. I look up at him and I find his lips just a hair away from mine. “Xa...ier,” the words leave my mouth and when my lips move they brush against his. His hand touches my leg and slowly moves up. I press my legs together harder. Fuck. “Do you really want me to stop?” Xavier asks me. “No,” I whisper the words and in moments my lips are on his. He pushes me up against the fridge. I release myself and he lifts me up, my. Yet, I didn't want to. If my husband was going to allow some guy to fuck him... he'd better be willing to let the guy fuck me too... especially after ignoring my needs ever since he returned home. It suddenly occurred to me that maybe he was completely gay now. It would explain his pathetic bedside manner since returning. This really pissed me off, not because of any compulsion to obey (for the moment), but from my own decision, I took off my coat and allowed it to silently drop to the. Thy waited while the check was cleared over the phone. When the sales clerk came back she asked if Ann wanted to wear the ring. Ann looked at him for guidance."She'll wear it."She put the ring on and grinned. They left the store arm in arm. On the way home she kept looking at her ring. Each time she would look at it and then turn to him and smile.Just as they were pulling into the yard, she asked why he had bought 2 rings. He explained that the other was her wedding band and that she would wear. " Uncle Larry called you and told you that I tried to find him, didn'the?"A mischievous twinkle gleams from her eye as she answers "I'm his newestcustomer and he doesn't want to lose my account." Touche. So now that we're getting all of finding about each other'shistory out of the way, what are you doing in this town? You're toosophisticated and sexy for a small town like this." I got tired of life in the big city and came here to search for MisterRight. Now before your head gets any bigger.