“I’m sorry about your wife.” I was still coming to terms with the sudden departure of my soulmate of 25 years. Uterine cancer. I leaned in and ...lightly kissed her on the lips. “Thanks!” We grabbed a quiet little table in the corner, ordering drinks before scanning the menu. Her phone beeped, indicating a new text. “Oh, dear!” “Problem?” I said. “An old friend of mine is in town and she wants to get together.” “Is it Maura? If so… get together,” She nodded. “She’s on her way to a conference. She was wet from the nipple sucking, and my tongue parted her, exposing her over-sized clit. I licked it, and she moaned. I kissed it, and she sighed. I sucked it, and she drove herself into my face. I thought of Shanda doing the same to her. That would be so hot to watch the two of them go at each other. It did not take long for Hope to bellow in the ultimate of pleasure."Keep at it, lover. I want more."I complied. Again, her bellowing filled the room. This woman could cum as I had never. She gave me another envelope, “These are your instructions for today from Miss Simone. Read them well and make sure you do them.” She walked off, my eyes riveted to her pert ass and she strutted towards her desk, enjoying the glory of the movement of her body. I thought to myself ‘does she know how sexy she is, how much those outfits could stir the blood?’. She turned, noticing my eager stare, she came back and whispered in my ear, “You are not mine yet, so do not have the wrong ideas but. His boots squeaked in the snow, the silence and the cold. He was heading back to the house when mother nature called. He stopped to piss on a red maple tree at the edge of the yard. He heard a tremendous explosion, a flash of heat on his back then felt his clothes ripped away. His last memory was that of being violently shoved against the tree.He woke up in the darkness, with flashing lights everywhere and people running around like chickens. He couldn't feel his legs or feet. He heard a couple.