How had he gotten the idea for marriage?Mia felt her skin crawl. Robert was not her type at all; in fact she wasn't sure whether or not he had ties to... the New York Mafia.Leaving her overnight bag in the living room Mia made her way to the kitchen, the clock above the stove read seven in the morning. She helped herself to some coffee, thankful the pot was on an automatic timer.Mia knew from experience that Mac was about done with his shower and it shouldn't be much longer before he stumbled down. He did not look famished, but being locked in a tiny space without the sun for a long time takes a heavy toll on the body. On the other hand he still had the handsomeness that had attracted me when he became my fiance many years back. Not like I have any remaining feelings for him after all this time, but eye candy is always nice and even now he looked good.“I am still not sure about why you are helping me, we barely spoke at all before the Lord lost faith in me,” Philip commented as he went to. I stood for a moment, my mind racing, then I decided to show my hand partially, 'Do you find me attractive', I asked him, only this time my voice was thick with the horniness enveloping my body?'In a strange sort of way, you do make me want to know more', he replied.I swallowed hard, 'Is that a gay way of asking me to let you fuck my ass'?There was a palpable silence between us as my words sank home, 'Would yo like me to stick my cock up your ass', he asked me.I wondered if I could carry this. GOODNIGHT! What the hell?Cindy waved to him as he got into his car and watched him as he drove away. I was beside myself. They were supposed to fuck. She was supposed to come home, bring him in, and fuck his eyeballs out. NOT act like this was a 'date' or something. Here was my wife, wandering around the house like a lovesick kid. In love with her date, Rick the prick.I went in and went directly to the guest bedroom. I was so pissed off. She was going to fall for this guy and leave me. He was.