What was it that she did every Sunday before her husband finishes his sermon? Oh ya she heads down to the basement and gets things ready for a small ...et together with some of the lady of the church and mom was part of that group of woman as dad would always come home without her and head out to play golf with his buddies. Now turning back to Mrs. Miller would you be so kind as to place your cell number in my phone as I am not done with your very tasty pussy and will need to be feed a lot more. I feltcomforted in the embers of that intimacy.This is how menopausal life should be. Single. Wealthy. Educated. Well-travelled. Worldly. Dominant. And some non-threatening, submissive humanwarmth in bed to attend to my care and needs and to clean and cook in myhome. My charming, pretty husband at that too. Deep sigh."I love what we have, Jerri. Goodnight," I said with great satisfactionand rolled over."Yes, ma'am. Goodnight, ma'am."I could listen to those loving words for the rest of my. ” He stopped, wondering if he should open up anymore about their intimate life with Preeti.“It’s okay, you can trust me,” Preeti said calmly, trying to win his trust.“It’s not that. You are still newly married, Preeti. I don’t want to say the shit that’s in my mind and give you a bad opinion about us and our relationship,” Ayush said, resisting the impulse to express the thoughts in his mind.“It’s okay, Ayush. You don’t have to feel bad about sharing your feeling with me. No relationship is. "You want some hot cocoa?"That finally brought a smile, "Yeah."I went to the kitchen to make the cocoa putting a little brandy in to settle both of us." Jess had taken off the dress and put of an old t-shirt of mine that served as a sleeping garment. I gave her the mug and we sat in the kitchen drinking and talking. She was still edgy after the mug so I said, "Jess, I can tell you are bothered. Please take this the right way but if you want to sleep in my bed tonight you can."When her mother.