It involved predicting what my wife of 22 years would do.The economy was circling the bowl and sinking fast. My wife, Caroline, had somehow managed to... maintain her position as manager of the local branch of a large food chain. I never considered her overly bright, but she had somehow managed to pull the wool over the corporate eyes of Food King, the largest chain on the East coast. While people all around were losing their jobs, or at least having their hours cut, Caroline had somehow cajoled a. He had a scraggly gray beard and greasy graying brown hair. He wore dirty sweatpants and a torn, dirty stained t-shirt that hung off his torso. His tennis shoes had holes in them in which his filthy socks poked out at the toes. A paper sacked bottle, mostly likely cheap alcohol, sat on the cold concrete next to him.The bum looked her up and down as he hand returned to the front of his pants. He smirked, “You’re really good lookin’!” He stroked his prick inside of his loose fitting sweats as he. Monique was met at the door by one of his burly guards and escorted to Gamal's study. She knew she wouldn't have to wait to see him as he was always anxious when she came. She had made it a point early in their relationship to bring him only the best of the young females she lured to Marseille. She had never disappointed him yet and did not intend to now. She knew he would be overjoyed with this tender young Jean because of her almost unbelievable innocence and the fact that she was an. I used to see her everyday and wish that day will be the day to have her in my bed and fuck her like hell… well, i didn’t got the chance. I thought of seducing her, but i feared if she understand my feelings she may complaint to my mom. So, one day i got an idea to seduce her in a way such that she starts seducing me… i know, for her age being alone is very difficult and feelings will be high. So, it will be very easy to provoke her feelings. I planned every thing in my mind and started.