We drank our coffee and liquor in thesitting room and watched a chick flick. Then we drank some more wine.Finally I sent him off to do the washing up ...and tidy the kitchen while Iwent up to the bedroom and got ready for bed.Forty five minutes later he entered the bedroom where I was laying backpropped up by several pillows and reading a book. I'd dressed in a verypretty black silk nightdress, one I knew he loved to see me in. He cameand stood beside the bed with his back towards me indicating. Victor's childhood friend Marco was Cookie King's kid (Cookie King, for Christ's sake. Guy was a E-rate villain at best, and could just make cookies laced with anything but they were all branded with his personal insignia and the guy still looked like an underwear model in his 50's) and went from 'mousy 11 year old neckbeard-in-training' to 'alpha chad 12 year old lacrosse player' over a summer after his powers came in. Instant six-pack of abs, shot up a few inches, looked like he was almost. She immediately started to cry out as Tim had her attention again. He slowly massaged her g spot for a good twenty minutes as my wife was good and hot. He then pushed her legs far apart as he took his other hand and began to massage her clit at the same time. My wife bucked about the bed as Tim had her again on the verge of squirting all over the bed again. A few minutes later my wife screamed out like never before. Tim began massage her g spot and her clit feverishly with his fingers as she. You know, the election, and all.”He knew that Millie hadn’t requested an explanation, but it was on the tip of his tongue, so he just let it go. Perhaps, he thought, Millie would back up Roxie’s opinion and assure him that there was nothing to worry about. Better yet, maybe she had heard things while she was waiting on tables.Millie didn’t answer. She poured his coffee and about-faced and headed off toward the kitchen.“I think that I’ve sunk to a new low,” he wondered as he waited for his order.