One day, I was laying on the couch in the latest set of underwear that Niko had told me to buy (a pair of black crotchless panties and bra that someho...w went around my tits without actually covering anything) when he stumbled in, and just spent a few minutes staring at me.I pretended not to notice, but I probably gave it away the fifth time I “innocently” stretched. Niko may have been a creep, but he was still a guy ... and honestly, it was pretty impressive that he thought a cheap little tramp. I've eaten gallons of seaman from her unfaithful vagina and she loves being in total control of my orgasms. But last week she decided to introduce something new. On Friday I came home from work and saw there wasn't anything cooking in the kitchen. This normally means she is going out for sex and I'm left to feed myself but not tonight. I headed to our bedroom to see if Andrea was in there but I heard her call from the basement so went to the door. She called for me to come down. Our basement. A man who could will himself to be warm or cold as he had to be, could be kind one moment, cruel the next. Maybe I’ve just been with cucks and Bulls too much and have forgotten other kinds of men exist except when really focusing on the matter.“Anyway, I owe you ... and Felicia, an apology. So, here’s what I planned. An exit strategy. One that allows my daughter to leave your life with her dignity and honor and self-respect intact. It’s quite clear that you and she ... have no future. Hear me. The community center where we volunteered was not very busy due to the heat and no "snow birds." So, after a couple of months, our paths finally crossed. When I said, "Hello" to Bernadette, a coy sexual smile came over her face. We exchanged stories on what we were doing and tried to figure out how we had drifted away' "Well, there is only one thing to do. Let's go out to dinner on Saturday night. You can pick any place that you want to go. I'll pick you up about seven," I said. "Sure, that.