But you shouldn't tell him to, and all. I mean, if he wants to do it himself, that'd be real neat. But he's got to think of it himself, and want to do...it himself, or it wouldn't be any good."And so their chatter went on long into the night, until finally as sleepy bodies clung together sleepy minds shut down. The next morning Midge hauled the girls to church services, and they had a brunch at Denny's afterwards. But with her mother home all day Carrie didn't feel comfortable going to Michael's. The rain was falling harder and a gust swept through the portal. Karen melted into him unsure how to respond. ‘My wife works third shift. Tammy and Tanya are at their mother’s this weekend.’ Karen, still silent, knew what he was asking. With her face buried in his neck so that he couldn’t read the uncertainty in her eyes, she nodded. Jake pulled up against the curb in front of a single story cottage in the city’s recently restored historical district. The entire block was dark. Not a single. Wife’s Fantasy After being away from home for work for a few weeks I returned home to find my wife in extreme need of an adult night out. Stressed out from everyday activities like work kids and everyday drama of friends and others. We decide to go out to eat at a nice restaurant and go see the new chick flick playing in town. As usual trying to leave the house is a chore what to get the kids for dinner, what to wear and going over the rules once again, like they don’t already know. Once we. I loved Sally today as much as I did when we met all those years ago, aged eighteen and in college. We eventually surrendered our virginity to each other and, up to this point, I hadn’t slept with another woman. Now I wondered what Sally and Carole were doing in the shower. My imagination was in full flow. Were they kissing passionately? Fingering each other? Maybe, they were eating each other.My cock stirred at these thoughts and quickly got hard. I wrapped fingers around my shaft and slowly.