Anyway, my wife and I were watching the movie and as the limo scene was playing out I was getting hard and my wife cuddled in close and began stroking... my cock through my jeans.As you might imagine, one thing led to another and soon my wife was on her knees in front of me sucking me like the cock-sucking champ she is. Bathing my cock with her wet mouth... slow strokes on the underside with her tongue... licking and sucking on my balls... I knew she was hungry for my cum and she knew exactly how. Could you be a bit more specific?”“Oh, come on, now, Teach. You know what I mean.” she pantomimed the act of removing her panties and spreading her legs.“Ms. Jones, if you have indeed begun to take the requirements of this class more seriously as a result of our previous discussion, then I am certainly pleased.”This time the message was, “Lose the bra”.Again, a quick frown as she accepted her failure to entrap me and began processing the new situation. At the very least, I had started her. For a second, it appeared that it wouldn't curve far enough. However, it encountered a minute pebble, or an irregularity in the surface, or something, and that was enough to provide the necessary re-direction. The ball landed squarely in the middle of the cup, and for the first time in my life, I'd beaten Vince over eighteen holes. Despite all of his friendly trash-talking, Vince was a gracious competitor, and offered me a handshake, as did my father-in-law.Back at the clubhouse, drinks were on. ‘I’ll give you this, you were very quiet, the only sound that I heard was when you shoved something under the door, I assumed that it was to prevent me or someone else from interrupting you doing what it was that you were doing. I won’t even ask what that was, because I don’t care, even if it leads to my husband’s death, I no longer care what happens to him.’ ‘Why would you not care?’ I was puzzled by her statement. ‘For the simple reason that I’ve had enough of him and the way that he treats.