Jeff’s hopes for the night were brutally shattered (again) as his wife gave an irritated shrug of her shoulders and pressed her right arm hard again...t her side, trapping Jeff’s exploring hand before it could touch the swell of her breasts. “Oh, stop it, Jeff,” Mary said, more than a hint of exasperation in her voice. Frustration welled up in Jeff’s throat. Frustration had long been a staple part of his emotional diet, but in the past few months it had become tinged with increasing amounts of. Saturday afternoon at five and John was watching the football. He saw his wife’s plump curves and the way her large breasts hung under her T shirt as she dusted the shelves.Saturday afternoon at six and John was sipping a beer. He could see the way that her over-tight jeans cut the ravine of her buttocks as she tidied up his snacks.Saturday afternoon at seven and John was passing the bathroom. He could see Jen’s outline in the shower. Buxom, smooth, wet and plump. The fuzz of her pubic hair. More

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