She couldn't agree to adoption, I didn't agree to surrogate pregnancy. If she could not have my child, an adopted kid would be more a family. She had ...er tubes tied. Sex improved. She seemed to enjoy her new free lifestyle. She didn't want a job, so she stayed at home spending time, energy and money with women of the neighborhood.Soon after our 5th anniversary, we shifted to a new house close to her parents. It was here she met her life. Him, her ex-boyfriend, who had jilted, married, divorced,. I walked a little behind her; she was free-willed and tended to venture off the path so she led the way. She wore a lot of skirts and dresses back then. Her bare legs impressively pale, despite being an outdoorsy girl she was cursed with never being able to tan. She walked on and on, I watched as her short skirt blew up a little in the slight breeze, showing me just a slither of one of her ass cheeks. Then what I saw actually registered with me, was she really not wearing any pants? God that. “Stay there” Dave ordered I stayed where I was and awaited Dave. Dave sat and looked his eyes taking in every inch of my body from top to toe. “Oh fuck I can’t do this” he groaned. In one swift movement he was out of the bath and had picked me up. “Now for some real fun” ___________________________________________________________________ Dave put me down and pushed me against the wall. Kissing me firmly he moved his hand between my legs and without ceremony pushed 2 fingers inside me. Fucking. First, I removed her hair band and let loose her thick shoulder-length hair. Then I massaged her neck with my fingertips and rubbed her earlobes with my thumbs. Her lips were still locked with mine and her tongue was exploring my mouth hungrily. I unhooked her bra from over her dress and moved my hands over her sumptuous D cup breasts which were heavy and soft. Her nipples stiffened and so did my cock.As we were so closely hugging, she felt the hardness between us and broke the kiss. She leaned.