She had allowed me into her life. It was an unseasonably balmy fall here on the coast. October usually cooled off the air north of Los Angeles along t...e shore, and in the coastal mountains west of the Central Valley. But this year we were feeling the effects of odd weather patterns. The state was suffering drought. The skies displayed few clouds and little rain. We were glad to be on the beach enjoying swimming in the still cool waters, as we delighted in our honeymoon holiday. The shore was. He handed it over and smiled at me with no clue I had just had a guy cum in my mouth. I told him to get it back through here and he got up and his penis came back to my side. My eyes took his softness in as I opened the cream. My eyes dart over and I see a penis head on the other side, rather large head as well with an old looking hand rubbing over it. I coat both of my hands in the cream thinking to myself if I should play with him as well. I grip my husbands my lubed hand locked over his. "Why don't we put on a DVD till it cools down outside" Okay" At this point I was in my swimming shorts and she was in her bikini and we were sat at either end of her three seater couch I climbed off and turned on her TV and DVD player It started playing a porn film "OH Shit!" She went as red as her bikini and jumped down to turn it off "I'm so so sorry about that, please don't tell your parents" Don't worry about it, I've seen better" I joked she was still embarresed and quickly put on another. What I wanted to do with my life was continue writing the poetry that'd obsessed me basically ever since I learned how to hold a pencil. Even as a kid, I knew that would never pay the bills. Working in a library seemed like a better idea than my original slow-suicide notion of becoming an English teacher.As a student worker I spent most of my time shelving books: a peaceful enough occupation. I could finish my truck quickly, and then spend some extra time sitting on the floor in the stacks.