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ASSERTIVE big cock doesnt he Not even close (24 March 2007)"Isn't she beautiful?" Melinda, my wife, whispered to me. The woman she was referring to, Kim, was over for dinner with her husband Bill. They were out in the backyard looking at the garden while we prepared dinner.
"I guess so," I replied, seeing this as a potential trap. "Her husband seems handsome too, don't you think?" "Oh yeah. I bet he has a helluva body under those clothes." I looked over at Melinda and wondered what had gotten into her. She never talked about men that way with me. She was staring out the window at our guests. "Have you notice how Bill doesn't seem to have any thoughts of his own?" I asked. "What do you mean?" Melinda said, now looking at me. "Well, it's just that he always looks to Kim anytime I ask him a question. It's like he needs her permission to say anything." "I think you're imagining things. Bill is just being polite." After dinner, my wife took the dishes in to the kitchen and began to clean up. "Bill, why don't you go in and see if you can help Melinda," Kim said, looking at her husband. He immediately excused himself and went into the kitchen. "Derek, you should be in there helping too, you know," she said to me. "I think she can handle it, besides she has Bill to help now." She just stared at me. "You seem to have Bill on an awfully short leash. Maybe you should let him speak for himself once in a while," I said, allowing a little venom to creep into my voice. I figured that if she was going to give me a hard time about letting my wife do the dishes by herself, I was going to press her about her relationship with Bill. "Bill does speak for himself. If you spent less time staring at my tits and more time listening and thinking, you might be a better observer," She replied calmly. "I happen to be a *great* observer." It wasn't the most witty reply, but I was getting mad. What did she know? "Oh really. Would you like to place a little wager on it?" She said with a little smirk on her face. "I'm not interested in betting. I don't like games. Get to the point." Kim got up and walked over behind me slowly. I didn't turn around. "You didn't notice Bill and Melinda looking at one another all through dinner, did you?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "You were to busy trying to impress me to be paying any attention to your wife. You stared at my tits the entire night." "I still don't know what you're talking about," I said, knowing that I was lying. I *had* been staring at her chest all night. She suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled me up out of my chair. "Come along or I'll really make it hurt," she said. |
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