"Don't."Don't. I'm cooking. Can't you see I'm busy, Norman?" The anger in her voice had turned him off. She was always angry lately. She really was a sexy looking bitch, in a sullen kind of way, but after the first few passionate years of their mariage, she'd slowed down in the sex department. But now she'd stopped fucking - quit - end. It had all started when he'd gotten caught kissing Christy, the wife of the auto salesman next door, at a birthday party a month ago for Al's wife, Christy. Christy was a sexy cunt, and Al, her husband, was a heavy drinking party type who'd invited them over for his wife's birthday on a Saturday night. There had been several other people there too, and Norm had followed her into the kitchen. She'd stuck her tongue in his mouth when he'd given her a birthday kiss when he and his wife had come in the front door. Norm knew, or thought he'd known that she was a hot bitch when he felt her tongue slither into his mouth. His cock had warmed up and swelled while she had slowly french kissed him, right in front of his wife and her husband. Norm had followed her into the kitchen later, and had patted her ass as she was trying to get some glasses from a high shelf in the cupboard. Her sleek ass, rounded under the slick material of her dress, had turned him on even more, and he'd patted the firm globes. |