‘Okay, Sue, how about if I give you your sponge bath, and then see if I can help you with your other problem. Does that sound acceptable?’ ‘Yes.... I can’t believe you’re helping me like this. How can your husband let you do this? I thought all Christians were up tight prudes.’ With a large grin, Yvonne said, ‘Well, we’re not all up tight. We’ll discuss that tomorrow morning. Right now, I need to take care of you!’ My wife, Yvonne, brought in a bowl of warm water, soap, sponge, and towels. First,. "He immediately agreed."You're right. I'll only do what you instruct." Good boy."She was ready to reward him for his good behavior, but not without making sure I was paying attention. She came over to me, bent over, and positioned her beautiful pussy inches from my face, but despite my trying, I couldn't move forward far enough to reach.She told Tyrese."Come over and stand in front of me."She immediately dropped to her knees to take his huge cock into her mouth. As she dropped down she made. "Do you think it's fair for that guy's always to pay every time we go ona date?" No ma'am." Good then, you'll to get a part time job then. You'll work Fridayevening, Saturday and Sunday. Every dollar you make will go to pay formy dates with other men."She bends forward and pulls my chin up and stares into my eyes andwhispers lustfully, "It makes me so fucking hot to know you'll betoiling at some shitty job to pay for my dates. Thinking of you sweatingand suffering for me will make me scream out. ‘I’m not a weatherman but I think he needs a new job.’ Her face full of sweet amusement and full of beauty. At first, I wasn’t sure she was even speaking to me with the various of people piling together, ‘Hello?’ She said trying to get my attention again as I continued to dry out my hat from the sudden rain. ‘Oh hi,’ I said nervously and smiling down at her soft pale skin and gorgeous hands. ‘Yeah, weatherman, crazy,’ I responded like an idiot. She smiled and laughed and used a dry napkin to.