‘Hi Fred… or George?’ Hermione sighed, looking both tense and relieved at the same time. Hermione was no rooky when it came to sex, but fucking... to pay off a debt she owed sounded a little too much like prostitution to her.‘It’s Fred… and don’t worry… this won’t take more than an hour and we’ll be all square up!’ Fred replied, giving Hermione a quick once over. Fuck me… If I can fucking last that long, he thought to himself as he checked out her long smooth legs, short skirt, tight white shirt. ”“I don’t know,” she typed.“That’s okay no pressure!” he typed, “What are you going to do to your husband tonight?”Katie smiled, “I’m gonna suck his cock!” her fingers typed on the keyboard.“Do you like doing that?” the words appeared on the screen as Fred’s cock throbbed in his pants.“I love it.” Katie typed as she turned towards her husband, “I do don’t I?” As she stuck out her tongue as her hand reached for his crotch and rubbed his hard cock that struggled to be free.“Spit or Swallow?” Dave. He fell into his favorite recliner, and focused all of his attention on me.As I nibbled on the chicken, I asked him to give me the rundown on his workday. It wasn't bad, but it was a long way from being great. I never envisioned myself married to an investment broker. I just assumed they were all stuffy and boring. Not my guy! We had more fun bantering back and forth over instant messaging and making faces over the web cam than any two adults ought to. Of course with our ever-conflicting work. ’ ‘No I am Julie,’ She took a sip of white and put down the glass. ‘You’re hardly an old broad. You’re middle aged like me, and a damn fine looking woman. Remember, were not going there.’ ‘You’re right. We’re not. Sorry.’ She smiled after she said that, paused then added, ‘Do do really think that?’ then gazed at me with a bit of a smirk on her face. ‘That you’re good looking, intelligent and a fine woman? Yeah, I do,’ I said with I’m sure, honesty in my face. I washed the tomatoes in the.