I slide my hand up your skirt and slowly begin to grasp and tickle gently at your inner thighs I can feel u moving your legs trying to move my hand on...to your hot wet pussy slowly sliding your thong to one side. I slide my fingers gently inside your pussy pushing it in and out a few times then sliding it out I slide it softly up to the tip of your wet clit rubbing it gently in circular motions I can feel u moving your hips as u begin to cum I ask u if u can slide your seat back a little more u. End of story. It’s divorce time.’ For the next hour, we proceeded to discuss the divorce laws in my state. Because I was the main bread-winner in our family, I was subject to a ‘temporary’ maintenance formula of 40% of my income, minus 50% of hers, regardless of her ability to support herself. But that wasn’t the worst of it. Because we were married more than twenty years, I would be ordered to pay a lifetime alimony if I stood in front of a judge. The property split would be ‘equitable,’ which. “Sorry for what?” I asked, not understanding why she was apologising to me.“God Owen, we are supposed to be looking after Kaye, she could have gotten lost, or anything could have happened.”“Delia, this young lady slipped out of the hotel without anyone noticing. Now this is a fairly safe island, but I happen to know that the security at that hotel isn’t to be sneezed at. If those guys didn’t see her go, then you and Bill had no chance. And then she had the savvy to track me down here without. It all started as a joke. We had been married for two years when Paul told me he had sent some of my photos to one of those readers' wife's magazines for a laugh. I scolded him about allowing some of our private pictures to be published without him asking me.To be honest it turned me on, I am a bit of an exhibitionist.As we were getting ready to go to a party at Paul's bosses house. Paul kept touching my tits. I started to put my bra on Paul asked me not to wear one he also said it would be.