. I used to control my wives life and for good reason I pleased her, and she pleased me the best she could... well now that's changed.. she came home ...from work early last Tuesday and came in the side door of the garage, I use the garage to film my escapades. And all this time I've never been caught, now I'm caught and can not go back... I am passable. I'm always dieting, I work out but I work out to slim and femme myself.. My wife has the most beautiful body ever, and thats why I controlled her. He smiled as if she was attending his fictitious church and extended her garments to her. Not being able to take her hand of the wound, her tender left arm reached for them. As her weakened fingers clasped the linen the Bishop exploded into the action of another betrayal. The pistol flipped in his hand and he rounded the butt in a hook. It struck Lady Cynthia on the jaw. Her mandible jutted up into her skull and the boxer’s trick of taking balance sent her legs to buckle. She lay sprawl,. .she tasted like honey…kept on sucking her sweet lips and tongue for some time, i rolled my tongue on her teeth and lower side of her tongue she was going mad like me..she broke the kiss, after what seemed like ages.she asked me what do u want to do..i just looked deep into her eyes for some time and started putting my hand inside her kurta from back and kissing again on her lips with other hand i held her hand which were red with mehandi and guided it towards my cock. Her nervous hand touched. “Emma!” I quickly turned around, and there he was. His glasses were gone, his hair was nicely combed, and he wore nice black dress pants and a body hugging Christmas sweater. I smiled at the sweater, but I guess you can’t expect a full change from morning to night. We sat around and talked, and for the first time since I got there I was actually having fun. He was more than just our office geek, he had an interesting life outside of work, and loved to work out on his free time. It showed. I.