I had to stop my ridiculous mooning over a woman I didn’t actually know. It was disturbing. She was probably fucking my worthless roommate, right th...t very second. But I couldn’t imagine how I could live the rest of my life without her. To say the least, I was conflicted.I was doing the 200 ‘fly, that day which was definitely not my best stroke. But the guy who normally did it had the flu. I was poised on the blocks, psyching myself to endure the usual two minutes of undistilled agony, while I. One morning Jennie and I were laying on the couch kissing and making out; and much to our surprise Joan came in the back door and we never heard her.It had started to rain and the golf course pretty much shut down for the day. They didn't really need Joan, so they sent her home. Joan was really pissed off at us for breaking the rule that she had set and immediately started chewing us out. She then told Jennie to go upstairs to her room as she was going to read me the riot act. Two blocks from. She is braless, her firm small titties are outlined by her blouse. Her soft lightweight blouse shows her hard nipples. Jasmine pulls the bottom of her shirt from the waistband of her skirt and undid the bottom few buttons. My eyes are glued to her upper body. Next she undid the top button, which exposes her cleavage. She teases me a little bit by hesitating to undo the last button that was holding the blouse together between her tits. She finally unfastens the final button and pulls her blouse. We had been married around seven months, when one night after screwing she said to me, "There must me something wrong with me. I just don't understand why the girls at work think sex is such a big deal. All they ever talk about is how great their orgasms feel and how many orgasms they have per session." She went on to say that one woman in particular, Linda, always talked about how good her husband Robert was in bed. Linda and Robert are an older couple that live nearby. Because of this, we.