We had sex." she said."So! You were just trying to spice things up?" I said. "Yes! Sheriff!" she said. "How long have you had that dress and those hee...ls?" I said. "I got them yesterday, from a store online. Why? You don't like my outfit, Sheriff?" she cooed. I smiled. "No! I love the heels and the shiny silver dress. You make them look really good. I could tell you just got them, by the way you tried to run from me." I said. She smiled. "Yeah! These heels are hard to run in. I'm also glad I did. .”“Hold on ... not yet!”Lynette sat up, yanked off his shorts, and pulled down his underwear, then dropped down to resume her kissing and stroking his shaft. Tom’s hips began jerking when she suddenly pulled herself away from their kiss and slid quickly down to take Tom’s penis into her hot mouth and began sucking and licking its head. He cried out at the intense pleasure she was giving him, and when she began stroking him with her hand, as her mouth kept working over Tom’s penis, he finally. He had no idea what he was supposed to do when on a sales call.“You’ve never made a sales call, have you?”“No,” replied Mike.“We’ll make a couple of them together this week,” said Jerry. He didn’t know what the future held for him, but his recent brush with death forced him to realize that he hadn’t done Mike any favors by not training him to take him over. He added, “You might consider training Martin on some of your job duties.”“Why?”Shifting to get more comfortable in the chair, Jerry said,. So why had Roger, my poor fucking excuse for a husband left me for some skanky twenty-something girl from the nearby housing estate?Ignoring these thoughts, I rinsed out a face flannel and wiped away my makeup and then, without warning, the warm cloth made its way between my legs.I’d never withheld sex from Roger, indeed sex with a good hard fucking was one of my favourite pleasures.The roughish texture of the cloth felt so good against my pussy. I rubbed and teased my lips, feeling my arousal.