As our 12th anniversary grew closer I knew the one thing I wanted most was Masters time. Between his new job, our busy season with 4H, and kiddo visi... trips, we hadn't had time. My schedule doesnt help either. We can go 2 weeks and just be trains passing in the night. Sometimes it's hard to have a conversation. I feel like our couples app (where appointments, schedules, and notes go) is the most we communicate some days. Dont even ask about sexy time. Were busy to put it lightly.I noticed. So I was moving according to bhangra lyrics and she was moving along with me and smiling as well.After a while, I winked at her and started to touch her occasionally. She did not seem to mind and that gave me courage. I started increasing the frequency of my touches to seduce her. I was rubbing my knee on her thighs while dancing. She was getting hot and suddenly, I kissed her on the neck.Then came her mature guy and she told me she was going to the washroom. They both disappeared. I went out. Which also means I have always had a slight crush on her. If, a few years ago, I thought she had the slightest interest in walking on my side of the street, I would have been happy to be her crossing guard.I slid closer to her on the couch. Bets looked at me, more curiously that nervously. I leaned in close and stopped a couple of inches away from her face.“What are you doing?” Now she sounded a little nervous. But I knew she trusted me.“I’m going to kiss you.”“But, you are married?”“It’s only. I see some feet under one of the stalls. Walking up to it, I kick the door with my bug ass 13 jock foot. “Get the fuck out yo” I yell at him. “You got five seconds” The dude, I guess a scared lil shit bolts from the stall, still pulling up his pants on the way out the door.I grab Veronica, and we enter the center stall. Turning around to face her, I order her to get on her knees. Hauling out my junk, I'm already half hard, and piss slit is oozing more fuck juice than most dudes cum---well, not.