She sits upright again and unfastens the ties on her side allowing the tiny silky thong to fall away and a long strip of dark pubic hair greets my eye...."Don't make me wait," she whimpers. "I've been thinking about this all day."I grab the waistband of my boxers and she dismounts long enough for me to remove them before resuming her seat. I grab the packet containing the ribbed condom that I had placed under pillow prior to her arrival and slid it on. Wendy rises up on her knees and I slid my. "Jeannette snorted at this. "Him? A farmer? Words are in his soul, Jane. He is a born writer, nothing else really interests him, apart from Enid. He would do anything for Enid: she is the love of his life, and a worthy target of his love." A romantic, then? I didn't see Tom as a romantic man. I thought he had a very practical bent of mind, even if he is somewhat imaginative at times."Tom was incensed. "Jane! Don't you dare join these two in doing me down. I may love them, but they keep kicking. As I came to the end, I could see that her face had got quite flushed and her eyes seemed to be on my chest. I glanced down briefly and saw that my own nips were pushing out very firmly against the thin soft material of my sleep shirt - two little beacons signalling my own excitement. Without thinking, I reached up and gave them a little rub and laughed, saying, "Yes, it's pretty exciting remembering everything!" It's pretty exciting hearing about it too", she laughed, "In fact it's very. Merry fucking Christmas to me!Now I'm standing in front of my father-in-law's house dropping his waste-of-space son’s shit off. I don't see my soon-to-be ex-husbands car in the driveway, at least there's that. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. Chin up, tits out, as I always say. His dad opens the door, taking up most of the entrance with his large muscular body. He's wearing a suit. He looks so delicious like always. I've had a crush on him for fucking ever. Maybe a slight obsession..