" "No, it is impossible to forget what I'm seeing. I think I knowwhat to do. Come with me and bring those three boxes you have open." He wondered ho... she knew he had three boxes open, also what wasgoing to happen. He didn't think she could be mean but she did lookawfully angry. Down in the bedroom Julie told him to unpack the boxes on the bed.She told him to make piles of panties, bras and so forth. He did asinstructed. He emptied the boxes and she told him to pack his men's underwearin the. "What's going on? - Are you Sarah or Sue." I'm Sue." She insisted."But it was you, not Sarah on our honeymoon wasn't it?"Sue burst into tears," I'm so sorry darling, but it is killing me. You're married to Sarah, but I love you and I want you."She threw herself into his arms."I'll get a divorce." Tony promised her, his mind in a whirl as all the implications of this discovery became apparent to him. A commotion outside the door startled them into silence. They both heard Sarah call. She sounded. “That happens with me sometimes,” I said. Her finger tasted like her pussy, and I wasn’t complaining. It took my mind off my stomach for a second. “Nothing you did. I’m okay with it, really.”“Not with me, it doesn’t,” Candy said. “And it isn’t okay, either.”She threw the condom to the side and flung off the covers that were partially hiding her body. Yeah, even in the dim light, she cast an impressive figure. She was tight. Muscles lightly accenting her fleshy swells. God, I could even smell. ... all right, an inch and a half, but I outweigh her. She was very disappointed when she lost.I said, "Get over it Babe, you're a girl. You're not supposed to win."It became a tradition. We would arm-wrestle every year on our anniversary (for eight years now). And every year she would detest losing.As I said, she's a big girl, tall and lean with small breasts and great legs-- the athletic type, my type. She's basically a knockout, with long, beautiful jet-black hair.We had a very good sex.