"Later that night as we were getting ready to turn in for the night, Inoticed Eric arranging a pillow and some blankets on the couch. Itwasn't until t...en that I realized that since the apartment had only twobedrooms, that I had been sleeping in Eric's for several nights while hehad slept on the couch. "My turn on the couch tonight," I said. Thatprompted a big argument between me and Eric. He insisted that I sleep inhis bed while he used the couch. I told him that I wasn't going toimpose on him. The men were still walking around, however this time they weren't so interested in the equipment any more as they were us girls. It took about ten minutes or so, but I started feeling very relaxed and my senses became heightened. There was a handsome and fit man in his late forties that came up to me while I was riding a stationary bike and put his hand on my leg as I was peddling. He said he wanted to feel my fit and tone legs. He didn't stop there, as his hand gradually moved from my thigh up. Cheryl asked Mark, “Honey, don’t you think it would be a good idea to invite Jake to join your club? He could bring his club ... and his lovely cinnamon wife. Wouldn’t that be nice?”Mark remembered Jake’s ‘cinnamon’ wife very fondly. She didn’t look like cinnamon. Her skin was the color of cocoa. She tasted like cinnamon. The memory made his cock swell even more inside his daughter, whom he had been fucking when his wife asked the question.“I think so, Honey, but it’s hard to think when I’m. I'm trying to get over to the business construction side, but most of the larger contracts are unionized, and I'm not. Another story, another time. Anyways, even though we don't regularly fuck like rabbits like when we first were married, I can always rely on her for a good long sweaty session sometime during the weekend when the k**s are asleep or away visiting grandparents. Thank goodness we have family nearby. Yep, she's my steady Betty and sometimes I get treated with a morning wakeup blow.