. after a couple years of marriage to an idiot- writer like I've got, you get damned well used to it," the willowy brunette replied, though with a lit...le smile of deep affection radiating in her incandescent eyes. She reached down then with one soft hand and gently grazed her fingertips along Jean's smooth cheek. "Anyway... I'm just as pleased to have you all to myself tonight, Baby."A sensuous tremor of arousal fluttered through the tormented young wife's thinly covered curves at the warm. A one bedroom place above a dry cleaner some where near the campus. I had no plans on seeing her at all that summer as we ran with different crowds and I suspect her brother was trying to keep me away from her. But fate intervened.I happened to stop at a house party thrown for an old friend the party was to celebrate his graduating from university. I was only there to make an appearance until I saw her standing in the corner with a beer in her hand talking to the host. She looked gorgeous. So I slowed it down just a little. I walked her over to the bed and we laid on the bed kissing and pressing our bodies against each other. I ran my hands down her back and felt her ass. She was a plump lady of around 225lbs but had a great ass. I brought my hand back up and cupped her left breast. I could tell that she was beginning to warm up. I started to put my hands up under her shirt and felt her breast though just the bra and she began to unbutton her shirt. Then I pulled my shirt. I'm waiting for you.I beat you home from work again, and I'm waiting. Here I am, in the kitchen, bent over the table and facing the door. I'm wearing nothing but a pair of shiny heels and an apron. I adjusted it so that you will be able to see my two large breasts spilling over the top as they squish against the wood.Mmm, wood. I'm thinking about your wood; your big, hard, throbbing wood...But you aren't here yet. I wish you would hurry up. Just a few strides away, and I'm still waiting. It.