Hey, Jerome, over here!
So glad you could slip away, Grant! We’ll have to be quiet, but we can use the garage apartment, so we don’t wake the children or Perry…
My husband has gotten a little suspicious, Phil. Nothing I can’t handle, but let’s lay low for 2weeks after this fuck. No texts, no email, no calls.
Tell me, Bryant, will it turn you on to watch me masturbate with a dildo, directly and in the mirror?
Edgar, it’s been a swell concert! I’m taking your wife home with me, as she is a bit inebriated, and has a wide on for the lead violinist. He really admires her LBD. She’ll be home tomorrow morning, and you can clean her up when she reclaims you.
My husband hasn’t a clue, Greg. He’s so wound up with work, he has no time for sex with me. Mind you, he is fucking my best friend, but neither of them knows I know. So relax! We have an hour…
Welcome to the barn, Milo…
My husband knows I’m out, but he thinks I’m at my Aunt Ernie’s. Will it be sexier for you if I wear my wedding ring?
Of course I plan to fuck! Why do you think I came back downstairs, Claude?
Is that you, Carson? We’re headed over there.