After this marriage life is more of boring.Me: Well you can find the one who suits your needs easily then?Rima: Oh really? Why that sounds like we bot... have somethings we are looking for?Me: Indeed.And I got close to her and planted a kiss on her lips. (My heart was beating like anything, I thought it will burst out. I was scared and at the same time I was thrilled with what just happened). Kiss was a short one. We both parted and I saw her eyes were still closed. Her breath got heavy a bit. I. For the next three years I declined invitations toDad's & Janice's birthdays, any family gathering I knew you would be at,to accommodate your wishes. I missed them and they missed me but we wereall trying to "give you time"; Right up until Janice's wedding, when shesaid: "I don't care if Mom gets upset. You're my brother and Steve and Iboth want you there. It's not fair that Mom gets to dictate what we alldo."?And I agreed it was time, that we'd stop putting our life as a family onhold to keep. She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleaziest club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"Her fingers found my zip and slipped it down, her fingers felt cool as she took my erection out and. I opened the door and was greeted with a very enthusiastic, 'Hello' and a great big smile from a woman about of about five-foot-seven, with long brown hair and a perky pair of tits, to which her silk blouse clung to nicely.“Monica, I presume?” I enquired.“Yes and this is my husband Pete,” was the reply.She stepped into the house and we hugged. I kissed her cheek politely. Pete followed, we shook hands and he handed me a bottle of red.Monica dashed straight into the kitchen. Shrills of delight.