Like another beer? I smiled sweetly letting him in.Um, oh, yeah sure, he stammered.He was odviously nervous but looking at his jeans it was clear his ...ock wasn't.Running down the right side, he looked sizeable.Once again smiling back, this time I dropped my shorts at my kitchen door.With the thought of sucking Pete,I returned nude and erect.I stood close,handed him his beer, smiling up to him.He emptied about half in one drink,Jesus you got a big dick, so, how's this work?I ran my hand up his. Uh, I just like it is all.” Sandy took a seat on the couch, a few feet from where Bob was sitting. “Somehow I don't think you're telling me everything.” Sandy smiled. “C'mon, tell me. Why do you think this is sooo cool?” Bob pretty much guessed from the way Sandy had been showing off lately, that her posing back-lighted in the doorway had been intentional. He opted to play the game. “Promise you won't get mad,” he sheepishly replied. “Of course not. I just want to know.” Bob caught the twitch. His heart stops, he can’t breathe, and he feels like he’s going to pass out. Afterwards, he just has to deal with it, the painful anxious reality that his sweet beautiful wife has been fucking another man.And then they have that tearful emotional talk that every cuckold is intimately familiar with, where she slowly, shyly confesses to him what’s been going on, for how long, that she didn’t mean to hurt him, and that she still loves him. She doesn’t tell him everything right away. Instead it. The two got up after having just finished their meal,and made their way out to Chloe's car."Say, quite interesting you got a birthday on St Valentines' Day, ehJoey," Chloe noted as the two got into Chloe's car, with Chloe gettinginto the driver's seat. "Yeah that was quite interesting, from what Ihave been told I was due a week prior but there was some delay orsomething like that," Joey remarked as he strapped himself in thepassenger seat. "Well, I am sure your mother would be proud of.