”“What makes you think he’s cheating on you?”“It’s taking much longer for his leg to heal than it should. There are later evening appointm...ents and the smell of her on his clothes and cock when I suck on him. I don’t think he cleans up after fucking her, so I lick her juices off his cock.”“I’m sorry to hear that, honey. Want me to talk with him?”“No, I think we’re almost passed the talking stage.”“If your marriage goes south, you always have a home here.”“I know but it’s so crowded now with. I… less time than usual? Well, she had a pretty impressive resume! Yes sir, I have a good feeling about her! …Wonderful, I’ll send her right in.” She put the phone down and stared at me, re-buttoning her shirt but remaining bottomless. I don’t know if it was just a weird out-of-order thing for her or if she was shirking the pants as a personal choice. She put her shirt jacket on quickly afterwards but just chucked the pants away under the desk, answering my question, then sexily sauntered over. Same soft voice, and gentle hands. We had breakfast at a family place on the waterfront. He had a word for everyone in the place. A small child ran over a plopped into his lap. Two black workman came in. He excused himself and briefly spoke to them. They burst out laughing to the joke he told them. A state trooper chatted with him. We lowered his 17 foot Whaler into the water. Twenty minutes later we were anchored by a small island. We chatted about this and that. Suddenly he was up, fish net. But those were gone forever. They slept for a minute, then Kara lazily began toying her finger over his stomach. He became hard again, as she wanted. She straddled him, her wet clitoris pressing nicely on his very hard bulge. Pete reached to insert himself in her, but she stopped him. A quick wrinkle of wrapper, a little slide. Now they were prepared. He was inside her, deep and thick. She gasped loudly. This part always managed to surprise her. Then she began to rock him, allowing his.