" I understand Sir. I'll do my part to put an end to this." Thank you Carl. But there's one little thing that troubles me." What Sir?" This new equipm...nt of yours. You haven't used it before." What do you mean?" As I've indicated Lindstrom's a real Lothario. He has more notches onhis bedpost than there are beans in Boston. You won't be able to pullthis off if you act like you're inexperienced. I want you to try yournew equipment so that if you get to Lindstrom you'll act like you knowwhat. He pulled on his shirt, socks and work boots as fast as he could then he raced down the hall. Everything was quiet in the old house, The old lady sound asleep. He ran down the big staircase and out the door. His heart was pounding out of his chest now as he made his way into the dark, windy, rainy night.He heard another scream coming from that direction and his feet quickly pulled him there."Charles, you're hurting me!" she yelled out. She was struggling with him. He had her by the arm,. It is where her hair and makeup was messed up. Her panty hose were missing and she dried cum in her hair, close and legs that she forget to clean off.To cut to the point, he divorced her, and move to a new job in a different city. That left her with all her fuck buddies and girlfriend. Apparently, she over indulged for the next year.She would get fucked at work, but again it was just guys that wanted to pump and dump, either in her pussy or down her throat. So her and her girlfriend would. Finally, this is my very first effort at writing something so I’d very much appreciate any feedback, both positive and negative that readers can give me. I’m interested in constructive criticism on the story and the writing. And lastly, if you take the time to read it all through, thank you very much. Eventually I will share all the comments with Ashley. Here goes… I’m 38 years old and have been married to my wife Ashley for 13 years. I love her very much but I have to say that.