’ ‘I got it for you because I feel you would look very sexy in it, plus the little nothings. ‘I almost got the shoes for you.’ My heart splint...rs. I see them together. I watch how he watches her. I watch how he sees the dress in the store, and he thinks of her wearing it. I watch as he pays for the dress, flirting with the clerk, talking to her about who the woman is that he buys the dress for. My imagination is left without an answer for how she receives the dress. Only that it is received. "You know I am not gay, I could never suck another man's cock." Listen sissy boy", she hissed. "He is your superior, and is giving your wife the sex that you cannot. You will show him gratitude and respect in the appropriate way, or the two of us will beat the shit out of you! Now take his cock and kiss the head a few times before taking it in your mouth."Feeling disgusted and sick, I did as Jenny ordered. I kissed his cock at least a dozen times telling him on Jenny's orders that he had a. He was pretty chocked and said that he would think about it.Time vent by and I have forgotten all about it.Then suddenly one-day years later he said to me: "Lene do you still want another man"?I was very surprised I looked at him and said; "Yes dear".He continued: "There is just one thing darling, I want to watch it, and if I'm not there, you'll have to tell me all about it".I told him that I wanted to think about it.I did, but not for as long as he did, the very next day I said: "I'm OK with. . something attractive. He was old, but he wasn't frail. In fact, he was stronger than her father, physically and in character.She buried her face in his chest, pressing her cheek against his taught muscles. She pulled closer, letting his body press against the softness of her breast. She brought a bare thigh forward against his leg, but this time, she was in for a surprise! She could feel what was unmistakably a raging hardon. Her thigh pressed into a thing of iron, threatening to rip through.