We’d done this dozens of times in the past, though usually not quite so early in the morning. And never before with her hand in mine as we walked.It... was a beautiful clear day, though the streets were still wet from last night’s rain. The Space Needle punctuated the view down Thomas with Puget Sound glistening in the distance and an amazingly clear and crisp view of the Olympic Mountains. I had the feeling this was going to be a good day after all the stress of the week past. One thing for sure. Rarely have I seen something uglier than this laptop. It was branded ‘Luvaglio’ and at first glance it looked like a wooden box for something like hand carved chess pieces, although those don’t usually have HDMI connectors at the back. I can’t imagine the entire case was made of wood, as that is a terrible conductor of heat, but it sure looked convincing. The keyboard seemed old and yellow at first glance, like the stained keys of an antique piano. Turns out those keys were made of ivory. A. My hands kneaded the flesh of her belly, totally engrossed by the bouncy texture and the way I could just feel the contours of the entrails that lay hidden beneath. I knew what she wanted, as I slipped my hands under the elastic waistband, sliding them around her waist to feel every inch of her. Slowly I worked them down, my hands brushing against the hair of her pubic patch just under the front of the pissy jeans.My hardening cock stirred in my pants and I felt a drop of pre-cum leak from the. Do I get appreciation and respect for doing my part to provide for us and keep a steady job? No, that would be too much to ask from Lacey Mason, driven, corporate cunt. She was obsessed with becoming a CEO, which she would possibly get now, at the price of her husband and a healthy relationship with her children.He didn't blame her for being ambitious, but surely she could be less narcissistic and realize that he had made sacrifices as well. He had limited visits to the Officers' Club at times.