Joshua was ashamed of himself he had almost publicly berated his wife over a trifling matter that could have been avoided yesterday if only he had listened to her instead of,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but then he had been distracted and working out who was likely to be getting married hadn't been high on his priorities at that moment in time.
He heard Bridget enter the study and the click of the lock as she turned the key. He tried to ignore her as she called his name and he steeled himself for the tirade that was to come , one that he thoroughly deserved.
'Don't be mad at me.'
He was still getting over the shock when Bridget stood behind him and ran her fingers through his hair, her heavy breasts rested on his shoulders as she bent and kissed his face. Of course he wasn't mad at her, how could he be when she was being so contrite and apologising?
'I tried to tell you but you had other things on your mind. And so did I. You had just presented me with this wonderful gift, and then after we ate, we christened it. Remember?"'
Of course he remembered it, was a most memorable afternoon of love, laughter and fucking,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, OOOOHHHH YESS he remembered the fucking very well.
Bridget wedged herself between himself and the desk and slowly parted her wrapper under which she was naked but for her stockings, she parted her legs and her bedraggled red bush was no more but a beautifully crafted red heart.
Now grinning like a Cheshire cat he hooked his arms behind Bridget's knees and tilted her back until she was supporting herself on her elbows on the desk and her legs dangled over his shoulders. Slowly he ran his fingers then his tongue around the heart shaped blaze of red hair then took it all in his mouth sucking on her mons. Joshua found her slit that was now oozing sweet Bridget's juices and his fingers slipped inside her as he fingered her gently and rhythmically but deeply.
"I would fuck you Bridget my dear were it not for the baby."
Joshua was so pleased with himself that he failed to realise that this was Bridget forgiving him.
He heard Bridget enter the study and the click of the lock as she turned the key. He tried to ignore her as she called his name and he steeled himself for the tirade that was to come , one that he thoroughly deserved.
'Don't be mad at me.'
He was still getting over the shock when Bridget stood behind him and ran her fingers through his hair, her heavy breasts rested on his shoulders as she bent and kissed his face. Of course he wasn't mad at her, how could he be when she was being so contrite and apologising?
'I tried to tell you but you had other things on your mind. And so did I. You had just presented me with this wonderful gift, and then after we ate, we christened it. Remember?"'
Of course he remembered it, was a most memorable afternoon of love, laughter and fucking,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, OOOOHHHH YESS he remembered the fucking very well.
Bridget wedged herself between himself and the desk and slowly parted her wrapper under which she was naked but for her stockings, she parted her legs and her bedraggled red bush was no more but a beautifully crafted red heart.
Now grinning like a Cheshire cat he hooked his arms behind Bridget's knees and tilted her back until she was supporting herself on her elbows on the desk and her legs dangled over his shoulders. Slowly he ran his fingers then his tongue around the heart shaped blaze of red hair then took it all in his mouth sucking on her mons. Joshua found her slit that was now oozing sweet Bridget's juices and his fingers slipped inside her as he fingered her gently and rhythmically but deeply.
"I would fuck you Bridget my dear were it not for the baby."
Joshua was so pleased with himself that he failed to realise that this was Bridget forgiving him.