"It's an agreement Matt and I have. I have two days a week completely to myself. I don't account for anything I do, I'm completely free. I don't tell ...att what I do and he trusts me enough not to ask." What about Matt?" asked Karen. "Does he have Me Time also?" If he wants it," Jenny said. "So far he hasn't wanted to." Well, I think you should, Matt. In fact, if I'm not allowed to ask what you did yesterday, then I think Matt and I should have today as our Me Time. What do you think, Roger?". Jason is very conservative and a quiet guy socially, as you might expect for someone in banking while I am more outgoing. I had a job in marketing and sales at a local television station, where I used my good looks and bubbly personality to advantage in booking advertisers for the station. My name is Madison, although most people call me Maddie, and we were both twenty-four years old at the time of our move.I couldn't find a job in television right away in Charlotte, but because of Jason’s. In that moment, I felt like this house was a home again. I have always thought that home was not a place, but rather a feeling, and in that instance I could tell you my home, our home, was both. I also knew that no matter about our ages, no matter about other differences, no matter about any difficulties, Cindy and I were a family. It felt right. I was the happiest I had been since, well, since first thing this morning in the kitchen of the trailer when Cindy had first told me that she loved. . look at that ass!" he declared, taking off his overalls, and dropping his shorts. Standing out of them, his cock stood proud. Getting behind her, he gently slid her skirt up over her buttocks. "Nice bit of hubby jizz there Mrs. Jones. Guess he wanted a piece of you with his Morning Wood" he said, laughing. Her skirt now bunched around her waist, he peeled off her silver satin panties, slowly letting them slide down her legs, then he lifted her right calf to open her legs further. "I'm going.