"Does Aimee know about us?" Umm, and she hates you," Nina laughed.Alice had to laugh at Nina's candor and youthful exuberance."How long do we have?" s...e asked, looking around to make certain no other clients were in the boutique."Perhaps a little more than an hour," Nina smirked and began to unbutton Alice's blouse.And as Nina lifted Alice's left breast from its "C" sized cup, Alice licked Nina's ear and whispered, "I brought the egg with me."She felt the island girl's hand tremble on hearing. After a few strokes and some boobs squeezing I again tried to come up. But she wanted me to stay down. I threw her hands off and climbed on to her lips, smooching her.I was in full flow with the dick in her pussy. My lips enjoying the softness of her lips. She was smooching in a different way today. Not the usual tongue fight. Whenever we used to fuck earlier I used to look into her eyes to know that she actually liked what she got.With the same thought running in my mind I searched for the. . . Even with good 'ole Brad still around and panting after her, I no longer thought that I had anything to worry about. That was a mistake. With a wife like mine there is always the threat of infidelity; the pressure on her to spread her legs would always be enormous. It was this reality that would come back to bite me in my wishful thinking ass. One night late in May Marylou came home looking down and depressed. I asked her about it, but she just said she'd had a tough day. I let it pass,. The first gaze, the first touch, the first kiss and the first penetration seem to be embedded within her memory banks and override all other experiences and men before him. She always thought that was how her life had always been. That until him, she had barely lived. She stretched against the silk sheets, they were dark as night and reminded her of his eyes, those dark, lucid orbs that could read into hers; reading a secret prose dedicated to her being, the very essence of her womanliness..