I thought our sex life was good, but he was starting to hint he wanted to add some spice to our sex. He would ask me to do things like go braless when we went out for dinner. He would try to grope me in public places when he thought nobody was looking. His favorite was asking me to ride down the interstate topless, and flash my boobs to the truck drivers. Of course I would say no to all indian of these. But he was persistent and I could not help thinking about the things he was asking, and having some fantasy of my own. I work in a large warehouse It’s my job to check the trucks in and out and to make sure they have the proper loads before leaving. I get to or have to talk with all the truckers as they wait for their trucks to be loaded or unloaded and sometimes a conversation can get pretty flirtatious. That’s where I met Tom. Tom's truck comes in every day around about 1:30. Blowjobs He is very handsome black man somewhere in his mid-forties. Him and his wife got a divorce about a year-and-a-half ago. That’s when Tom became very flirtatious with me. But I always kept it light because I am a married woman after all. I guess here I should tell you a little about me. I’m a 30 something, white happily married woman. Who is only had sex with one other man besides my husband, and that was back in high school. I’m 5 foot 10 inches, about a hundred and thirty eight pounds, dark brown mid-length hair, blue eyes, and the parts you guys all want to know I’m 38 double d 26 38. Working on the doc keeps me moving, and in pretty good shape. Tom was always asking me to take him to lunch wile his truck was being loaded. But I always took my lunch around noon. So I would always turn him down because I wasn’t hungry. As luck would have it, or maybe by someone’s plans. I ran late to lunch one day the same day the Tom happened to get in early. He asked me if I take him down to Long John Silver’s for lunch. Well I thought just this once wouldn’t hurt. So we went out to my car and drove down to get a bite for lunch. Tom offered to wait for the food while I went and picked us out a table. Of course being a married woman I picked a table in the back corner. Where we wouldn’t draw too much attention. When Tom brought the food he slid in the booth right next to me I was surprised, I thought he would sit on the other side of the table and I’m sure my cheeks redden. But he started chatting about how nice the weather was and how he was looking forward to getting home early today that it’s soon just seemed okay. We talked about all sorts of things during my lunch break and eventually the conversation turn to why he was divorced. He told me about the silly fights they had and things that he did to upset her and that she did to upset him and before long I also was talking about how Mark and I we’re having our own little problems. I saw the real look of interest in his eyes and realized I’d said too much. By then my lunch break was just about over. So I said we had to get back. The drive back was short and his truck was loaded. So off he went thank goodness. At the end of the semester in May and again when she returned to campus in the fall, Amy was going to surprise me both times. No alcohol on the company's dime. Later that day, Matt cornered me and asked “did you enjoy your hot chocolate?” to which I said “Of course, you know its my favourite drink, next to your stuff” he giggled and said “it had some syrup in it this time” I instantly got wet, but remembered I was expected by Mum to help clean some stuff, “We'll talk about that next time bro” I said before giving him a peck on the lips, and a feel of his soft dick Sharon took her note pad and went around the office floor getting a list of what everyone wanted from Jimmy Johns. I watched the way Bekah’s hot little ass swayed as I followed her into the house, quite aware that the hot little teen knew I was watching her sweet, twitching butt! She lifted her ass off the Blowjobs chair and peeled them down past her hips. Upstairs does sound nice. "But it is. That's how that guy's arm broke, the armor huh?" Candice, my sister/aunt had a thing for playing practical jokes. “Please. She was asleep again. Seriously, there was a turkey and quite a bit of thing. “We should kill the Noble,” Dana said. I didn’t like feeling any kind of emotional connection. She clung to me as our bodies writhed together. "Just this once," she said anxiously. Just tied up, groped, and maaaybe had a tentacle shoved in her mouth. His aroma indian was intermixed with it and... Decisions now have to be made “Good!” I moaned, thrusting my fingers in and out of her asshole.