"Ma'am, I uh...." I didn't know what I was going to say to her. I had never cheated on my wife in all the time we had been together. I had been rai...ed to believe that cheating was wrong, and I still believe that to this day, but right at that moment, after being treated like shit by my wife all day long I was starting to see things a little differently. "Jon, don't speak. I have seen how she treats you. You are a better man than that and I think you just need to be reminded of what a man. When her climax finally faded, she slumped off my face to lay once again panting for breath. I allowed her to rest for a few minutes before remarking, ‘I guess I won’t need ear plugs after all. Your thighs make excellent mufflers.’ When she didn’t react to my joke, I looked over to notice she had fallen soundly asleep which I took as a compliment, attributing it to the intensity of the release I had given her. —=== 000 ===— My next conscious thoughts occurred when I felt a coldness in my crotch. John Ryan was thrilled. He had the boss’ daughter on his arm. She was beautiful and he was the most likely successor to her father’s kingdom. He was the youngest man allowed to date Jennifer thus far, and he considered this a huge vote of confidence from her Father. He worked hard at the function. If he could land the financing deal, his fate may be sealed. Also, if Jennifer had a good time with him, he may even get to be the heir. Yes, for John Ryan this was a very busy night. Jennifer had a. The two girls were as dissimilar as night and day or darkness and light and their names were Doreen and Bree. On the outside, the wayward wards were utterly charming and fine examples of British womanhood at its best in a demanding society that valued modest behavior at all times.Honeysuckle, of course, had penetrated that soft cover of long suffering femininity and determined that the girls at seventeen were both rotten to the core with their greed and avarice and dissolute sensuality. It.