*Grin*(Paul1954) Chilli, I don't think I've ever really deviated from a story idea ending. (Feeling well and truly put on the spot!)(*Wendy-J) |_|0 Pa...ul(Chilli) Sorry, Paul. I'm just trying to understand; that's all. I'm pretty dense.(Paul1954) Its OK, I was joking. A bit like Cleo!(Darkside) I'm surprised anyone can type straight after all this drinking. Hope no ones driving home!(*Wendy-J) LOL(Paul1954) Thanks again Wendy!(Stephanie) *Hic*(Ellie) NUI -- Netsurfing Under the. Her hips, clad in baggy sweatpants that kept slipping off her waist, wiggled.They fell down, exposing her shaved pussy before I hauled them back up.“That does sound fun,” then, in an exaggerated whisper, she added, “My lesbian wife.”“You like calling me that, huh?” I asked.“Yeppers”, she nodded.I hurried her to the town car where my driver and assistant, George, waited. He was a man I could trust. And not just because he was gay. I paid him well, treated him right, and ensured he would have no. He slid his wallet and phoneunder the door, cursing that he hadn't thought to send someone a text, oreven called the police. But there was a more immediate problem."If you're not after money," he called, his voice shaky, "what do youmean by -"To one side of him, there was a grating sound, and what he had taken tobe a solid section of the partition between his own cubicle and the nextone along slid back to reveal a hole, at around the level of his chest.There was a pause, and then what. A thin black guy stepped up from the near corner, hadn't seen him. He was laughing, he said "hang on there baby, ain't nothing gonna happen yet." The big guy stepped away and the black guy, I swear stuffed a third leg into my wife. "AAAHHHHH! Goddamnit!" she yelled. She had to deal with this, this is what happens when you slut around like my wifey. He would slam into my wife and wait, then pull back slow, then slam into her again. "UNGH FUCK! You're punching my ueterus, easy fucker!",.