The restaurant was crowded, people laughing, everyone eating and drinking. I've tried to move on with my life, a part of me still held out hope that H...rold would forgive me, but so far that doesn't seem to hold true. My friends have urged me to move on with my life, yes the same friends that helped place me in a position where I could cheat on my husband. I've resisted for the most part, but every once in a while I need to remind myself that Harold is moving on with his life so I have to as. You have done enough exercise today. She then asked me how much time it will take to tone up my figure? I said it depends on you how much exercise you do. Then she stood up and put her hand under her breast and cupped them up. She said will these get tight. I said yeah sure. Then I thought something naughty again. I said to her let us measure your fitness every day. She said how. I said let us measure you body today and then after every session we will measure and see the difference. She said. Anyway, one night I was fast asleep and dreaming. I was walking in our bedroom when I saw a pair of her white lace brazilian briefs on the floor....we have a matching pair of these....I pick them up and have a deep sniff and lick. They taste different to normal, stickier, thicker texture...my heart started racing...recognising the taste from when I clean my own knickers....The question is whose cum was it that had leaked from my wife's pussy into these lacey panties? In my dream she was in the. About three times as bright as the full moon, the psychedelic sky was a surrealistic swirl of confused rainbows dancing along invisible lines of magnetic force. I shook my head in wonderment. Mother nature painted in the style of Vincent van Gogh. I hadn't seen anything like it since dropping a tab of acid back in my hippy-dippy days after I got back from Vietnam. "What do you think?" Sheila held my arm with both hands as we gazed together at the heavens. "Boss, I don't think we're in Kansas.