She was tall with long golden wheat colored hair that fell nearly to her skimpy bikini bottom and she had large round pale breasts that hardly slumped...at all inside of her nearly equally insufficient top. Nearly at once, my stomach churned exactly the way it did during my playing days when I stepped up to bat against one of the game's premier fastball pitchers, a menace who could (and often did) throw a hundred-mile an hour fastball past me before my eyes had even blinked.She was out of my. My hands moved round to grip her parted cheeks deeper. My index finger cheekily finding her puckered hole and pressing lightly against its tight entrance. Susanne moaned into my mouth gutturally; the feel of me touching her in that forbidden place clearly turned her on. She pushed her bum harder against my finger on each rotation of her grinding hips. If that hadn’t been a clear enough sign Susanne broke off the kiss to tell me in no uncertain terms. “Push it into me. I want to feel you inside. She started kissing on my chest and sucking my nipples. I was getting wet inside my underwear. My dick grew to 8 inches and wanted to get free from the underwear.She opened the zip of my pant and inserted her hand inside and got my cock in her hand. It became lubricated. I removed my pant and was just in my underwear. She removed that too. I was totally nacked in front of her. I grabbed her from back and removed her panty. When I saw her big round ass, I became more excited. She was now just in. I know it is a cliche, but it is true.”“And what about us? For twenty-three years, what kind of relationship did we have?”“I am sorry, Doug. We all have to make choices in life. When you can’t get what you want, you have to select an alternative. When Calvin left, you were my alternative.”“Twenty-three years and two kids and I was just an alternative?”“Damn it, Doug! Don’t be so dramatic. I was a good wife and a good mother. Now I want a little me-time.”Things were quiet for a few moments.“Does.