" As Angela sashayed towards the kitchen to retrieve the beers I thought these black men's eyes would pop out of their heads.They made comments like, ..."She a lot more beautiful than I expected!" and "Check out her tight ass!" I wouldn't have been surprised to see them chase her down and take her right then and there. As she was serving them their drinks there was a knock on the door and a bunch more black men piled into the apartment. I was trying count them as they milled about but Lee settled. This thought reminds him to ask “Kat, did you ever find your water bottle?” She shakes her head no, which swings her dirty blonde shoulder length hair side to side. Wes replies, “We’ll stop by the store on our way to the gym in the morning. I’m sure they’ll have the same one you had before.” With that settled, Wes leans in to give Katrina a quick peck on the lips, her lips move to meet his, but she keeps her head and eyes facing the book she is still intently reading.Stepping over into the. " I thought cops were trained to recognize people from pictures like that," Ben said. "What? Didn't you take that class?" He was smiling as he scanned the crowd so Pete knew that Ben was only ribbing him."Classes can't compensate for old pictures and shaky photographers. That takes a specialist, like a woman," Pete responded with a laugh.Ben chuckled before saying, "Ain't that the truth." He was silent for a moment before saying, "We got pretty lucky in that department didn't we?"Pete nodded as. I found a pair of his boxer shorts one night in our bed which led to an apology and a blowjob for me. She also admitted to having sex outdoors with him and that he enjoyed fucking her in the ass while she had a finger inside her pussy or was rubbing her clit.So as the week went on, I remained adamant that they had to stop seeing one another. On our final meal evening, I had a split second where I had a change of heart. I don’t know why or what possessed me. I loved my wife, he was making her.