Somebody was going to pay now.Margaretta was out the door and left the briefcase on the floor. I could not get out because the truck was only a door t...ickness away. I climbed over the console and got out. I looked around for somebody to hit and found Margaretta giving a kick to a tall well built man. Something was wrong.From the front of the car we hit, came a real bruiser. He looked like a football player. He moved well and had a smile on his face as he looked at me. In his hand was a small. First a little about me, I am 37 5'6 and around 140 pounds with above the shoulder brown hair and brown eyes with a 38C chest in case you were all wondering. I'm not in the greatest of shape but not completely flabby either but after two k**s my boobs aren't nice and perky as they used to be. I am married and we live in a nice subdivision that has its own park, tennis court, and swimming pool which is paid for by our home owners' association fees. In other words, it's sort of a private pool for. "Please," she said. "I don't want Kim to think that we are, y'know, busted up." Christ, what difference does it make what Kim thinks? Why don't you tell her I'm leaving you alone for a few days so your boyfriend won't find any strange spermatozoa leaking out of your cooze." Is this the way it's going to be?" she said."You mean, 'Can't we all just be sophisticated and civilized about this?'" I understand that you're angry, Will." Listen, when you said we shouldn't make sleeping together a big. .."Are you staring at me?" her voice snapped sweetly through the previously silent void of our hotel room. She had awoken.I smiled at her, "Couldn't help it, you look gorgeous." Creeper." she joked, tossing a pillow towards me in vain.I mounted the bed, and moments later, her. I kissed her with passion, morning breath be damned. She opened her legs slowly, wrapping them around me seductively. I glanced down at her beautiful pussy, brown pubic hair trimmed and inviting, her glistening folds.