"I'm listening." I scowled at him with flames shooting out of my eyes. I'll give credit where it's due. My husband is an Alpha Male and a lawyer—a damn good lawyer. That fact was evidenced by the income he generated. He was not accustomed to losing, and for sure, not backing down from a fight. "First, Sharon IS hot—not like you though. She doesn't have your looks or body, but sexy is as sexy does, and she's got it all over you in that department. Secondly, the wanting to fuck her part; when a man says that or something similar to another man about his wife or girlfriend, it's metaphorical. It's the ultimate compliment. It doesn't mean they literally WANT to fuck her." I didn't relax my scowl as I let his explanation soak in. I still hadn't decided how to respond, so I threw back the remainder of my drink and went to the bar for another. While my back was turned to him, Fucking I pulled the 'sexy is as sexy does, and she's got it all over you in blowjob that department' dagger out of my heart. If it had been a real dagger, I may have turned around and stabbed him with it. I stayed at the bar with my back to him. "Sexy is as sexy does, huh? What does Sharon Mason do that is so sexy?" "For one thing, at least when you and the other snooty wives aren't around, she's not opposed to sharing a dirty joke now and then." "Me and Latinas the other SNOOTY wives?" I asked him with as much venom in my voice as I could muster. "You asked." He said as he got to his feet. He walked around to the other side of our small bar to pour himself another Suck drink. I didn't want to look at him, especially not from that close. I was tempted to throw my sucking drink in his face, so I turned around and walked over to the picture window and stared out. "So, that's what she does. She tells dirty jokes. I didn't realize that was the definition of being sexy." And then my husband threw me a curve ball. I expected him to give me a list of what else Sharon does to be considered 'hot as fuck', but he didn't. But ... Kim straddled her leg, her wet pussy left snail like tracks as she rode her daughter's thigh. She beckoned to the waiter and thrust a credit card into his Suck hand. “You bitch,” mumbled Fucking Addison with a half-smile as she looked down at blowjob the sand mortified about what Piper just revealed. She clutched her hands before her like she was about to pray. Till she whistled at him and waved him to come closer. My ears were pricked to hear any sounds. “Hi Steve,” he said as he walked up with his hand extended, “did you decide to come in and spend the afternoon out of the rain also? “When I'm done, Mom!” We have done so Latinas much this week, and the vision of sucking watching the girls use that vibe was etched in my brain forever. She handed me a bottle of water. She bent over and happily presented her ass. “That won’t be a problem for you?”