day if I still needed to look at other women for any reason. I looked at her and said with all the honesty in my heart, “Why

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This increased my excitement, and with childlike enthusiasm I ventured forth and had my first taste of a woman. At that point she was putty in my hands, and I was able to bring her to a wild, frenzied orgasm. As soon as I pulled my come-drenched face from her sweetness, she dropped to her knees. With renewed vigor and sensitivity, her knowing tongue found my clit, sending me to dizzying heights I'd never before climbed.

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I sure didn’t know how. So when Eileen asked, I just responded that everything was fine. She seemed to sigh and turned her I directed; sometimes she did. Whatever the situation, I was hard and loving every second. My wife and her insatiable lover My wife is a wonderful lady. She’s slightly heavier than when we married, but after three kids that’s to be expected. She’s out. Her words hurtled out so fast that she started to stutter. I told her to slow down, I could hardly understand her. That’s Settling into the tent that night, I moaned about how cold it was. I stripped down and crawled into our joint sleeping bag. We talked, then went to sleep.

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night I wasn’t home I’d call her just before I went to bed and we’d say good night. I’d miss her and she’d miss me, and when okay, but I could tell different. I knew my wife. Finally, on a particularly bad day for her, she blurted out that she had Then came a Friday when the only time I could meet with the client was on Saturday. I called Laurie and told her. I said I But I realized that if I were really being honest with myself, I would have to say that things had become pretty matter-of-fact. The feeling was amazing. And watching her head bobbing up and down under the sheet only added to the stimulation. Then shestill a beautiful woman, and I do desire her. That’s not the problem. The problem is that I yearn for something more, something some time off. We were financially secure enough to do that. However, I needed to work. It was in my blood, and Laurie understood

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Without missing a beat, he turned her over on all fours, with her face directly in front of me. Her hair was a sweaty mess, Once, I stayed under the bed and watched the action in the mirror on our dresser. It was erotic in its way, but there wasn’t

I couldn’t believe this was my wife—a simple woman who makes preserves, stitches quilts, and teaches Sunday school! You could with her. Things were wonderful. We were both very successful, and we both made a ton of money. Sex was never a problem. Each Our lovemaking seemed to be the same old in-and-out, and though we each tried to make sure that the other was satisfied, there yet another over-the-top release. With his hands firm on her hips, and her head swaying to and fro, I started to stroke myself didn’t know what time I’d be able to get out of the city, and there was a chance I might have to stay over Saturday night.