My husband wouldn’t quit until he got his son. My oldest daughter is almost sixteen, the next one is fourteen, and my son is twelve years old.”“...hen did you get married?” I asked.“When I was eight months pregnant for my second child.” She replied.I had nothing to say so she continued, “He wasn’t sure that he really wanted to marry me. Now I wish that he hadn’t.”“Things aren’t going well at home?” I asked.“Not really. In fact they never have. He was really pissed at our high school graduation. ‘Take your panties off, M,’ Steve told her in his gentlest of voices. However it was the voice of her capitulation three years ago today. ‘Steve,’ it came out strangled as she fell under his spell again. ‘Please, for me.’ Martha pushed the seat back, ‘I have my boots on?’ She asked permission to remove them. Their lovemaking had been pretty vanilla but Steve was always the orchestrator. In the past they’d shared their lovemaking in the Botanical Gardens with the lilacs perfuming the air and. As they moved their eyes made contact their lips mirrored each other in shy half-smiles of desires.Jolene giggled as her knees hit the bed frame and Greg's gentle push made her fall onto her back. She shivered as she saw a glint of lust pass through Greg's eyes and both of them realised what was going to happen, all their talks leading to different plans and ideas for this very moment. His eyes clouded with confusion as he used his intellect to decide what to do.Watching him struggle to break. I didn’t need to be embarrassed by his attraction to me – in fact, it gave me power in the relationship. I started to wonder how I might make the most of that power, when I glanced at his crotch and noticed a bulge starting to form in his pants. Taking him by surprise, I interrupted him mid-sentence with, ‘So, Jeff, you still have quite a crush on me, don’t you? You do know I have a boyfriend, right? I wonder what he’d think if he saw you here with me, with your cock getting hard as we talk?’.