Touched by his vision, responding to a visual caress, her nipples stiffened and extended and her pussy parted further, the slot filling with cunt juice.

She saw the bulge in the front of his slacks. She tossed her head in that way he always found so stimulating and erotic, smiling at him with her head tilted.

He looked at his watch.

Jayne had intended to take a taxi to the party. They had two cars, but she knew she might have a few drinks during the evening and did not want to risk driving home. Now she said, "If you were to drive me to the office, honey, it would save some time. I wouldn't have to leave so soon…"

"All right," he said.

He was a tall, lean, handsome fellow with casual brown hair and an athletic build. He also, as the lump in his trousers signified, had a whopper of a prick. Jayne had not exactly fallen in love with him because of the magnitude of his member, but she was certainly pleased that he possessed a big cock. It would have been frustrating as hell to fall in love with a man who had a tiny dick, she knew.

Her tongue licked across her lower, lip.

Jonathon advanced towards her, shoulders back, so that he seemed to be following his pelvis.

His prick was fully erect now, struggling to escape from the confines of his clothing.

He stood before her, grinning.

Jayne ran her hand up the inside of his leg.

"I thought I might have to spend the evening beating my meat," he said.

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Thinking of you at that party…"

That hint of jealousy thrilled her. She loved to know that her husband did not take her for granted – although she had never cheated on him.

"I was afraid you might take the opportunity to go out looking for a woman," she said.

"With a wife like you? Not likely."

Her hand slid up and cupped his bloated balls, squeezing gently. His cock pushed out like a sword, threatening to rip right through his pants.