Bob married his high school sweetheart shortly after finishing school and getting his first job. They were reasonably happily married but come year se...ven of their marriage and his wife got the itch and got it bad. Bob drove trucks for a living and while most of his work was around town he took at least one longer job a month to make some extra money.His latest run had taken him away from home for five days and he was now only hours away when he realised he was running low on fuel. He pulled. "She whispered words so alien they slipped from George's ears before his brain could register them. She leaned over George's struggling form, pursed full lips and exhaled a breath. It took form--a giant peach-coloured heart--and expanded to cover George's face and upper body. He gasped as it sank into his body. Pleasant energy flowed into him in a wave. It felt like he'd been dipped in warm honey. His legs stopped kicking. His arms fell back against his sides. He felt relaxed. Languid."That's. But even I was taken aback when he began his “leg“ massage on her ass. His hands were smaller than mine, but as I watched he used them to great effect, gently a massaging her cheeks, opening and closing her crack. I moved to a sitting position above my wife’s head so that I could continue to watch as I began my own massage of her. With a leg on each side of her head and my half-mast cock resting on her head, I leaned forward and began to massage her shoulders at the base of her neck. I had used. What else could I interrupt? Weddings? Funerals? Bachelor or bachelorette parties? Barbeques? Potlucks? Tailgate parties? Fraternity keggers? Sorority hazing rites?Yeah, this spelled nothing but new delights for yours truly. But cosplay conventions were a great place to start, no doubt of that. I adored nerds and geeks of all kinds, after all. I would use them to help raise my growing army and build up my kingdom here on Earth. I would overthrow all governments and I would do it right under the.