It wasn’t long before he grabbed her off her knees and pushes her forward onto the table. “They’re already outside and getting in your hot tub. xxx Some old guy almost my father’s age, plumbing my plastered wife’s throat while casually checking what was on cable. that’s why I had to fuck your boss, right?”
“Neal isn’t my boss.” I said. As he passed me in the hall as he left he winked and called me “Hefe”. And then to Karen he said, “Get up and give your husband a kiss goodnight, you sloppy cunt.”
Sweaty and still breathing hard, Karen got right up at his word and came right over to me. Since it was my dad’s business. His big hands, and thick wrists were huge. Every thirty seconds or so he let her get a breath and she would sputter and gasp.
