She was a perfect fit for my cock. I knew that I would have several years of enjoyment there. I filled her with my cum and then I pulled it out.Jenny ...ucked my cock clean and then she sucked it hard again. I removed her bra and panties. Then I slipped my cock into my beautiful wife knowing that I would have her for the rest of my lift. That was a wonderful feeling. I would not only have a women that I loved by my side but in my bed every night. I gave her almost as much cum as I had given. I have to give Donna credit for arguing with Bob that he would spend the weekend at their home. Art gave me a look that told me clearly to stay out of the couple’s argument and I wisely took the advice. She and I had planned a golf day for Saturday and watching football on Sunday afternoon, so it wasn’t like the two of us were not going to be together anyway. Our husbands had no objections to our plans, the only argument being where Donna would spend the weekend. I was aware Bob had arranged. I grabbed for my gym towel but not before a small pool of blood puddled next to my feet. After the third cut, I realized that this did not provide any relief for the deep hurt I was feeling inside.I wiped down the blade and closed the knife, pressing the bloodied towel hard against my opened wounds. Although the cutting didn’t seem to help, I took comfort that the three scars would remain, to remind me of Suzie.The funeral was scheduled for Monday. On Sunday night around three a.m. I couldn’t. It was under a magnet on the refrigerator that I saw an envelope with my name on it in my wife’s handwriting. As curious as I was at to see what was inside I tossed it on the counter to read later and continued to make dinner for Katey. It was only after we had eaten and watched a little T.V. and I had put Katey to bed did I return to the kitchen. I picked up the envelope and went into the den. I poured myself a shot of bourbon and downed it and sat down to read whatever was inside. It was a.