My name is Sheryl and I've been married for four years now. My husband is hardly around, he works round the clock and I don't get the full attention I desire from him. I love him, I promise I do but love doesn't keep you warm at night or shut the ache between your legs.Zack my husband's best friend walked in unannounced one afternoon and me on the couch, skirt hiked up, fingers bruised deep, chasing a release my husband didn't give me in weeks. I froze, he didn't. He stood there watching my dripping pussy.Ever since that day, he's been relentless, dropping by when he knows I'm alone. Brushing my waist in the kitchen and whispering filthy promises when my husband steps out of the room. I always declined, my body didn't support.And today he sat across me at breakfast, laughing with my husband about some work deal while his foot found their way up my thigh. Every time he stole a glance at me you could sense the seductive look and every dirty glare he gave.They left together, cars pu
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