We could go North.” she replied, though actually it had been a sort of prayer, and stroked his cheek gently. He looked at her; he wasn’t particula...ly striking except for his eyes. He was gaunt, from walking so much, so far, his face was almost pinched with a mouth that used to smile she thought, but now hung almost in defeat. His long black hair was lank, it looked like it needed a wash, but then they all did. His skin was dark, and tanned from the long hours outdoors. But his eyes still. I wanted to use that opportunity to let Julie know that I was aware of her infidelity. So, I went back into the living room, opened the front door, and then closed it loudly. I hurried down the hall to the bedroom, yelling out to Julie, as if I had just come home, saying, “Hi, honey, surprise. I got back from my trip earlier than expected. It’s been a long week, and I’m hungrier than ever for your sweet, juicy pussy.”They were scrambling to get dressed as I stepped into the room, and Kevin was. Melinda held the door open for me, giving me a pleasant smile as I strodepast her. I barely looked at her, still waffling between disgust at what I'ddone and betrayal at what she'd done. I wasn't sure what feeling woulddominate me more, so I settled for dazed confusion. That always seemed likea safe bet. I could tell Melinda was testing the waters by holding the dooropen and smiling at me, trying to see if I was still angry, if I would snapat her again. It seemed like a dangerous prospect while. She was pretty and had thick black wavy hair. The dress code in those days was either blouse and skirt or a dress. The dresses were full and billowy and when it was warm, she would often sit and ease the dress up to her high thigh to cool down. Of course, I had seen up her skirts when the soft creamy flesh of her thighs, above her stocking line, came into view and that view from any of my aunts or older women would make my cock immediately erect. Two weeks after my last visit to their house, I.