Outside we walk over to his car and he goes to open the door for me but changes his mind as he lightly yet forcefully pushes my back against the door....He hesitantly kisses my lips and relaxes as I begin to kiss him back. He gently kisses my neck before moving up to whisper in my ear Our waiting isnt quite over yet love as he reaches behind me to unlock the door. As he opens the door I trail my hand along his arm. We make our way to his apartment with some idle talking, about nothing in. The laundry room is between the kitchen and the garage. So I didn’t have far to carry my tools. Anyway, it only took maybe 45 minutes to do that and I was back in my bedroom, and turning on that movie. It had been on my mind the whole time I was hanging those shelves. My cock had even stayed about half-hard the whole time too! Jenny and I were young then, newly married, and we both loved sex. We had sex at least once each day for the first couple of years, sometimes two or three times. We just. Jake says to tell his staff to go back to the agency and he will see them tomorrow our chauffeur will take Jake home later. Is that OK? Yes! he is, oh hang on I’ll ask him! Are you staying to have dinner with us?” Caught off guard I could only nod my head. She turned back to the phone saying, “Yes, and can you have Betty bring up some coffee and biscuits to my living room, thank you? We headed along a corridor to her living room and it wasn’t long before a young brunette wearing a black dress. I was looking for the folder he keeps that stuff in, when I stumbled on one labelled "Jenny". Curiosity got the better of me and I wondered why he would have kept a file under my name. I opened it and expected to find pictures of me from various family events. What I found was about two dozen TXT files, all labelled "Jenny 1" and so on. I clicked on the first one, and it was some kind of short story which read; I've just woken up, and I'm walking through the apartment with a cup of coffee,.