She was just tired and wanted to get the dishes done so she could change. That night we did not make love, she was too tired and I could no longer get...her to talk about her boss. It was the beginning of her always being tired.It seemed like there was a disconnection between us. Like some imaginary wall had been placed between us and I could not get to her. She was disinterested in me. I didn't know what was happening to us. Why did I feel so alone? That was the worse part, the awful loneliness. My regular caveat. I’m not an author, I just play one on the internet. I like this creative outlet for my fantasies and hopefully some of y’all like it too. It really helps me to visualize when I write.Tuesdays were my wife’s busy day at work. She was always right on time, leaving the house at 8am and rarely returning before 5pm, her days filled with conference calls and customer consultations. Most of the time, I enjoyed these days because it gave me some quiet time so I was able to get a lot. She then turned her face towards me and started opening the blouse hooks. I was getting very excited. When her blouse hooks were completely opened her boobs unlocked and hanged a little. She wasn’t wearing any bra. Her nipples were dark brown.Until now she had removed her blouse completely on put it on the handpump’s floor. Her boobs were actually very huge with several lines mark on it. It was a sign that her boobs were used too much during sex and enlarged due to this. I was busy enjoying. I lay on my back on the bed, wearing only the bikini and my socks. He pulled off the latter and then lay on top of me, his body pressed against mine. We kissed again, dueling each other with our tongues. Then he began to kiss his way down my chest and abs. When he reached the bikini, he began kissing my cock through it. I moaned and ran my fingers through his red hair.After a minute, he peeled back my bikini so my cock could spring free. It stood fully erect at five and a half inches. .