"Nice body Brent." She ran a hand over my abs, my chest, felt me tense.She asked, "Are you getting close?" Yes. It feels so good. Getting there. Soon"... She gripped my cock tighter, then increased her stroking. Faster, faster. Then, "Keep going, NOW." I shot straight up in the air. It landed on my cock, her hand. She kept going. Another spurt, this she aimed at my chest. A third hit my stomach. Then a couple more smaller, running over her hand. She squeezed, pumped the last drops out and say. He saw Mandy giggle at what Marcus had said. Tom felt his face redden and he felt anger at being spoken to like that, in his own car, with his wife listening. With his wife listening in the back seat of his car whilst sitting with a complete stranger they were taking to their home; a complete stranger who they were going to discuss his wife fucking. Tom couldn’t concentrate at that point, as he tried to deal with the overpowering emotions clashing in his head and heart. Jealousy, rage, hurt and. In fact, I was considering retirement.Bailey shot that idea down."I want you to play long enough for our baby to see you on the field," Bailey said bringing me back to reality. "Our little boy or girl is going to remember his or her daddy the way everyone else will see him. I plan to play long enough to do the same thing."I told Bailey there was something else we wanted everyone to think about while we were pondering the future, but I'd fill her in when I filled everyone else in.We got some. It has been quite eventful and exciting, although I feel guilty for the deeds I have done.I want to share my experience with someone but it is too dark a secret to tell to anyone. So, I am writing this story to the community here. This is my first story, so please let me know your response.It all started around 7 months ago. I moved to a small city Bolzano, northern Italy for my first job. I have recently graduated from my Masters’ in Computer Science and bagged a junior developer job in a.