Frankie was on the road for one reason, he just lefthis wife of eight years and his kids, a son and adaughter. The problem wasn’t with them, it ...as him. Foryears now, he’s been struggling with his inner selfabout his sexuality. Anita, his wife, was a verybeautiful woman. At twenty-eight her figure wasfantastic even after bearing two children.They have been arguing at night in the privacy of theirbedroom about his lack of desire for her and she wasleft to think that he was cheating. The hot water always felt so good at the end of a long day at work. It was the only thing I had to look forward to coming home.I finished showering, drying myself off and headed back to the bedroom to get a fresh pair of boxers. As I went to my dresser, I looked to the mirror and memories started floating into my mind when I saw the picture of her nudged in the corner. She turned into such a beautiful young woman. Long flowing blonde hair. Beautiful blue eyes that could mesmerize a man in an. Her right breast was fully exposed. Her nipple was perched on top of her luscious round globe, begging to be touched.I had a raging hard on and I knew there was no way I could hide it. Jackie silently stepped closer to where I stood by the sink and demurely said,“Of course, if you don’t want to help, that’s fine with me.”I slipped my hand forward, through the part in her robe and on to her soft side, pulling her in closer.“What would you like for me to do?” I asked, looking down at. She took me to her bedroom. I kept on kissing her all over her face and neck. She opened her buttons of the gown and gave me access to my favorite fruit. “Tumhe ye pasand hai na?” she asked and gave me her left boob. I instantly started sucking her boob while caressing her back with my bare hands.I undid her bra and made her naked on top and kept sucking her boobs. She started unbuttoning my shirt while I was sucking her boobs and she took it off. She put her hands on my tool from over my.