. I start to lather up but in doing so I imagine his hands his lips his cock all over my wet slippery skin. Wonderful I will be lucky to get to work...on time I should have never started running my hands over my body imagining them to be his hands his fingers pinching my hard nipples rubbing my soaked pussy. I was finger fucking myself closing my eyes it was him squeezing my nipples hard as his fingers worked so hard and so fast on my pussy putting his long thick fingers in my pussy his thumb. One time he dressed me in some ridiculous heels and a little hussy skirt and sent me to a hotel where a medical convention was meeting, telling me to come onto some of the delegates in the bar. When Ken came in and "caught" me with a fat old medic's hand down my blouse and threatened him for touching 'his woman.' Then he berated me, asking if I couldn't go 'even one night without 'getting fucked?' Fortunately, no one recognized me, but I was terribly humiliated -- and tremendously turned on.. I want to show you how much I love you, is that ok? You are so special to me. I want to show you just how special. She walked over to the bed. I still layed back on the pillows. Stand up for me. I did as she asked. She ran her hands down the sides of my nightie. When she reached the bottom, she pulled it swiftly up over my head. You are beautiful Her mouth engulfed one of my nipples. Her tongue flicked it a few times before going to the other. She layed me down on the bed. She started. You know what each individual score was?” He asked.Bill had them and he gave them to Dave. In a moment, Dave came back on the screen. “You want me to tell you what I know or would you rather meet with the counselor and get the scoop from them?”“You can damn well tell me. What!?”“Okay, but don’t kill the messenger. Sometimes a household score can be raised if a person splits with their spouse. You can’t even if you wanted to, so that’s good, right?”“Of course I don’t want to! But why wouldn’t I.