“Do I really taste that good?” Amy asked.“Oh yes.” I grinned at her.“I want to taste.” I ran my fingers across her clit and into her pussy... being rewarded with a shiver. I stood up and lay next to her on the bed, presenting my fingers to her, she gripped my wrist and started to very sexily lick my fingers. Once she was certain that they were clean, I pulled her close to me and kissed her again. Amy pushed me onto my back a lay on top of me, grinding against me as our tongues linked. The feeling. Dave perched on the edge of the couch, grinning slightly at this poor woman from up North. Hurricanes were not an uncommon occurrence. He had stopped panicking from them years ago. “Hurricanes come from a low pressure system forming over the warm water of the ocean. The warmer the water, the greater the potential for a strong hurricane. It’s still early in the season, so this hurricane is not a strong one. It’s a Category 2. Relatively tame. We’ll probably see some waves, some thunderstorms,. In the kitchen or in the bedroom." At least I wouldn't starve." Sure, buster, and you wouldn't try to jump me the second I got home. This is funny. You and my sister, playing house while I'm gone. I can just picture it. Would you want to be the wifey while I'm gone?" Well, I'm nobody's wifey any more, anyway. It would keep me in practice." How do I know you two would get along? You know, in the bedroom?" We could try a 'trial marriage," offered my sister-in-law with a grin."Cheryl, your sister. Barb had to be at work by 8:30 so she had to get up before seven at the latest while Don frequently had late night work or study sessions, not getting to bed until well after midnight. And there were the frequent, sudden calls form both announcing a missed dinner or other delay.In truth, although both were happy with what they were doing, and each very much loved the other, each often felt that something had been lost from their relationship. Barb missed the slow, candle lit dinners and the.