So there you have it. There words not mine.”She nodded. I could tell my words stung. She had screwed up royally and was now going to pay the price a... 40 years old.“Julia, the bottom line is they want to come live with me. They don’t give a shit about Fred or your soon-to-be baby bump. I told Kristi I would talk to you about it.”She began to cry, “I really messed up didn’t I, Andy. I didn’t listen to Susan or Jake Jackson. They both told me not to do anything rash and see if we could salvage our. I removed her bra stapes form her shoulder with my teeth. I opened her bra hook from behind and throw her bra on dash board of car. Now beautiful mellows are in front of me. I tasted those mangoes for 10 minutes. Like a mad man then I stated removing her pant since car was small it was quite uneasy to remove but she cooperated. She was in pink panty with small flowers on it. I removed that panty in one shot. She was completely naked in front of me but I wasn’t removed my dress still. I removed. . . more than even I could imagine. So here I am to unfold the story, in which my dear wife Jayne because of some ill timed mistakes on her part and mine, suddenly finds herself being placed in a very humiliating, embarrassing and sexually perverted situations.The Restaurant and the Chance Meeting: Yes, my wife Jayne is a spirited 35 y/o mother of two. Perhaps it's her tight curly reddish hair that fuels some of her intensity, but I figure it was just as much the need to be in charge that she. Nice body, may be a bit heavy. But smooth black skin. He is sitting bare-chested with only a sports short and apparently was reading a bit. Some magazines on the table in front of him. But my presence now has its full attention.'You have to go for a swim', he says. 'Not only with the feet in the water'.I laugh at him. "I would like that, but I forgot to bring my bikini."I step out of the pool and sit on the side. I pull my dress up above my thighs. He looks at my legs that I extend now. I have.