I think I have a problem. Maybe I should talk about it here. I'm what you call an "average Joe". I've been happily married for 3 years, have two beautiful sons, a well-paying job, and a new home in the suburbs. We vacation a few times a year, and, in a very short amount of time, I should be promoted to Regional VP of Sales. I could make $100,000 next year, if I play my cards right...even thought I'm only 28. Maybe I'm not an average Joe...but a Lucky Joe. What's my problem? One word you've probably never heard of: gloryhole. Black Monster Cocks Stephanie Cane Blacks On Blondes Mandingo Real Kelly kept glancing at the bulletin board while the photographer tried to take her and her husband's Christmas card picture. This years picture would not be the best. Her husband, James, had a perpetual scowl on his face ever since the young female photographer had mistakenly called him, Kelly's father. This wasn't that unusual since James was twenty-eight years older then his thirty year old wife. The message on the bulletin board read, "Naughty Pictures: $69.99 The perfect present for anniversaries, birthdays, or just to say I love you." Kelly was desperate to put a spark back into her marriage. Their tenth anniversary was next month and she thought that some sexy pictures might be just the thing to do the trick. James had pursued Kelly the moment he saw her at her debutante ball in Boston. He was an unattractive, slightly pudgy man, but he was extremely wealthy and she had agreed to date him. They had married less then a year later and James had taken her virginity on their wedding night. Sex had been uninspiring at first and had gone down hill ever since. Still, she had her needs and found her sex drive was actually growing as she aged, where James could barely manage one erection a month. James' nice five inch penis just flopped limply in her hand almost every time she tried to make him hard. Naughty pictures just might put a little steel into his penis once again. The problem was that Kelly was embarrassed by her body. She didn't like wearing even a modest one piece bathing suit or skirts shorter then knee length. Boys didn't even notice her until she wore her debutante gown. Then, all their attention made her so nervous she had never worn anything that daring again. She didn't think she could wear anything "naughty" in front of her husband let alone a strange photographer. They finished up their session and the photographer showed them the pictures on the computer screen. Her husband selected the one that flattered him the best and they left. He was still scowling as they walked out into the downtown Miami mall. They didn't like going places where commoners hung out and her husband led her straight towards the exit and his waiting mercedes. They were almost to the exit when Kelly realized she had forgotten her purse. Kelly told her husband she would be right back and she hurried back to the photography studio to retrieve her purse. She grabbed her purse (it was from Saks and she was relieved it was still there) and thanked the photographer. Kelly turned back to the exit and her eyes paused on the bulletin board again. Before she knew it she had walked back over to the photographer. "Excuse me," Kelly said. "I'm curious about the pictures." "They'll be ready in plenty of time for Christmas," replied the photographer. "Not them," Kelly said lowering her voice, "the $69.99 special." "Oh the naughty pictures," said the photographer a little too loudly. "Well for the $69.99 I will go to your home and take sexy pictures of you in various poses and outfits." "I'm not sure I would be comfortable wearing anything too revealing." "That's no problem," said the photographer smiling. "We can find something conservative and take it from there. Many wives even like wearing their wedding gowns." Kelly still wasn't sure she wanted to do this, but James was waiting and she made an appointment anyway. 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She actually flashed me a quick grin as the door shut behind her. I knew what was about to go down, and, worst case, I'd get to watch...probably. Best case? Maybe we could tag team her or something? But when I walked through that door, I got the surprise of my life: no one was there! I looked around and then noticed...one pair of feet in one stall, Femdom Cuckold Stephanie Cane Blacks On Blondes Mandingo Compilation the door opened again, and it was someone else I had never seen before. We could both hear the MILF slurping cock, and the new guy gave me a look like no way, smiled, and went to the pisser. I simply left. I paid my bill, walked out, and never saw the Cowboy once. As I drove away, I wondered how many guys the MILF sucked that morning...and, of course, I return to that Denny's almost every day...just to use the men's room. The hostess, who I see almost everyday, must think I'm insane. But I don't care...not one bit.