But it really was the last straw. An opportunity to work again, maybe several times, with a really good director who had also become a friend, and by ...he way not a lover, because I really didn’t want to play with his wife,” she laughed sadly.“So Al wouldn’t want his wife to be in America working,” Joe nodded.“To the point that it would have been dangerous for you.”“And you kept it from him.”“I thought it was best.”“You know Rachel has some say in the Syndicate.”“Quite a lot I’ve heard,”. It looked as if my lot in life was going to just be regular sex. Our sex life did slow down after a while as children and the other pressures of life got in the way. Plus Ben had been moving up in his company and the higher up he went the more hours he spent at work. But we still had plenty of regular sex and it was always good.I never lost my desire to try oral and anal sex, but they moved into the realm of fantasy. Some nights after I'd put the children to bed and Ben wasn't home yet I'd get. He showered quickly and brushed his teeth, looking in the foggy mirror as he did so. He was pretty good looking, girls had told him he was cute. When he asked them out, the promptly replied no however, and that's where it counted. He was tall, standing an inch under six foot, a base ball player, but not MVP.He had about 15 minutes before the bus came, so Cole quickly grabbed a nutribar, snacking as he prepared himself for the day, notebooks, paper, pencil. He came across something a tad. " I feel the same way." I leaned toward her to kiss her knee and she placed her hand on my head and ran her fingers through my hair. "I love you, Babe," I said."I know you do. I know. I love you, too."Cindy continued expelling long gushes, some accompanied by moans of contentment. "Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked."Feels really good. I think I'm almost done." I'll go turn down the bedcovers." I stepped into the bedroom, removed the towel and folded it. I reattached the hose onto the clear.