I got into some trash talk with some buds- even a STUBBORN one (and you know who you are, fucker!).So about 11:30 AM, I’m starting to flag. Tired- a...d if I don’t get some shit done, I’ll pay for it later when John gets home. And I’m thinking I need a NAP!Lo and behold, I hear this noise going on outside. I look out the window, and see that there’s scaffolding going up across the street and two doors down (literally down, since I live on a hill). And two Ford trucks parked outside the house that. "Matthew!"The door opened again and Lucy Cooper leapt onto her still stunned husband. Matthew stood stock still, flushing a deep red."Lucy," he murmured. "The crew." Shall I embrace one of them instead?" Lucy asked saucily. "You seem quite uninterested." You must give him time, Lucy," Caroline said. "He has believed my husband dead for the past three weeks." Dead?" Lucy asked. "But he has been here for a week." A week?" Torrington asked. "But how..." Come in, Captain Torrington," William said.. Her belly and tits jiggle with each thrust from her lover, and with each thrust her belly rubs the shaft and head of my throbbing cock. The whole evening is a rush. From the first drink he buys her, to the dancing, to the conversation that we have. The cab ride to the hotel, him slowly undressing her, seeing, touching, tasting her most intimate places, but the thing that turns me on most is the scent of the evening. Psychologists are now telling us that “Our sense of smell and our emotional. You know, a little celebration vacation.” I laughed, “You mean some good fucking.” “That too!” “Hey, I did some research on the way I've been feeling and what my body is doing,” I started, “and the best I can figure is you've been giving me hormones for a while.” “You're right, I have been. I started giving them to you not long after the umpteenth time I caught you jacking off in my panties. Robert suggested it and I thought it was a good idea. So after I put you in a cage, which was almost six.