A redheads female boss (wife cheating stories)
He worked, he stayed in shape, he was kind to his family, and he wasnt happy. Michael was 39 years old and listlessly going through the motions. Lately, he worried that the last throes of his virility were upon him. After all, his 40th birthday was approaching. Long, solemn stares into the bathroom vanity marked each passing morning. But, despite the lack of attention his wife gave him, he was still proud of his reflection. His thick auburn hair was just starting to turn gray. He kept his beard, still very much a youthful red, trimmed close, and his jaw stood out in hard angles, framing a large handsome face. The blue eyes turned heads. All 63 of him was lean muscle. His broad shoulders and long torso were sculpted for walking tall in tailored suits.