Her long-time life-partner, Gary

Jacob had met Gary a few times before. What he remembered, he didn't particularly like. He didn't particularly dislike either though. To be honest, he had a hard time remembering who Gary was. Gary was that kind of guy. He taught Accounting at the local state college. Male pattern baldness, a comb-over, and a thin mustache. In the words of Jacob's grandfather, Gary was a schlemazel. Probably why he was stuck with a battle axe like Pauline.

Pauline seemed to stir at the voice. Jacob slid back into the walk-in closet. If he hid next to the door, he was pretty sure that Gary wouldn't spot him.

"It smells like piss, what's going on -- WHOA, WHAT THE FUCK?" Gary walked in. He had a big mustard stain on his shirt, which must be why he was home early.

"Ooooh, Gary, let me suck your pecker! Put the white whale in my my mouth!" Pauline cooed. In his hiding spot, Jacob mouthed a silent 'what'. It must have been a previous pet name for Gary's junk, Jacob had to reason.

"Who the fuck are you and why are you in my apartment?" Gary was able to stammer out.

"Its me, Pauline, duuuuh," she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. She looked almost nothing like she did when Gary left this morning, but she didn't have the theory of the mind to realize Gary didn't know that. "Get your dick out, its so much fun to suck dick now!"

She got up, wobbly and yanked down Gary's khakis. "Oooh, that's it. Mama like." She knelt before Gary, and started to rub her chest over his crotch region. "Get that white whale nice and hard for me" she said in a breathy voice, and then licked the shaft. She lifted it and started to slobber on his balls.

"Oh, shit, what is this... you're not Pauline," Gary said weakly. It was a tone that Jacob had never quite heard before, but somehow perfectly captured the mood of 'A hot woman claiming to be my long time life partner, whom I've long started to think was a spiteful shrew, is sucking my dick, and I don't believe her, but I don't exactly want her to stop.' As Jacob heard Pauline gag around Gary's "white whale", he chanced a peak out of the closet.

Gary, whose cock could be fairly described as a white whale, had his eyes closed, his head looking up towards the ceiling, and his hands on his forehead. Pauline was wobbling back and forth, shaking her tits and kept her hands tight around Gary's ass, as she deep-throated him.

If ever a man was distracted as Gary right now, Jacob could definitely make his escape now.

But, he also had the BimBow in his hands. And an urge to experiment.