... ever played Strip Poker?” She asked.“Hmm, No.” I told her, a little hesitant.“Wanna play that?” “Alright!” I agreed to it, I don’t... know why because I was never that good at cards anyway and it showed in how we had played so far but maybe that was the plan. She saw how crap I was and decided to see how far she could take me.We had played for a good length of time, and sadly for me I was right, I sucked at cards. It didn't take too long before I was stripped right down to my boxer shorts and. "Go ahead. Kill me and then just run out the back door. You're right about me. I deserve whatever you want to do to me. But Buck doesn't. He doesn't know about me..." I already know that," he said coldly. "That's why I wanted to kill you before he got home. I wanted to spare him as much pain as possible. But now though, I don't know what to do here..."A couple of minutes later, my husband Buck, who at forty one years old still had the energy of a teenager bounded into the house. "Surprise!" he. .On the way thru the parking lot, I realized she was right about her wet pussy running into her dress. There was a big wet spot, about 4 inches across on the back. I decided not to tell her. As soon as we got in the store, she led me to the fitting rooms, where there was nobody at the time. She immediately grabbed my cock thru my pants, started unzipping my pants and dropped to her knees.The bottom of the fitting doors were a good height off the ground, so you could see under them pretty. There are a lot of crazy people out there, a lot of real sluts too. Well my god did I meet a slut last week. Her name is Beth - that isn't what she's called on here, but I reckon some blokes might figure out who it is once they've read this. We had been chatting on here for some time and I thought it was time we met. I've been working down south a lot and hadn't had time, but I was back in Birmingham to seal a property deal and knew I should have a day free, once we'd signed on the dotted.