They had a double effect as they made me feel more inadequate, as my flat chest resembled that of a young boy, but my nipples held the promise of more...to come, as they protruded magnificently as evidence of my femininity, especially to any man wishing for a female to hold himself against.Back then breasts were the dominant feature defining a girl from a woman, we were so obsessed we forgot what lay between our legs had more value to a man than a pair of protuberances on our chests.In that sense. I pondered, I wondered, I thought, and I could not come up with a misstep on my part, which had provoked her to stray. I gamed how she could have been coerced, and what sort of leverage might exist, to cause my formerly faithful bride to stray.I came up with nothing.So, I worked my shifts, I called home each evening to touch base with my kids, chat with Annie. I listened, I tried to hear, any change in tenor, in vocabulary, in cadence, that would clue me in to the changes I had seen with my own. "We've still got a couple of hours and I'm not wasting them. Look over those clips you bought at the hardware store."He'd sent me out weeks before to find alligator clips to use on me. I was supposed to find eight that I could 'manage". And another eight that were too rough for me. It was up to me to figure out which was which.I put on a top with a wide elastic, scoop neck and drove to the old fashioned hardware store. I told the clerk what I wanted and he took me to the aisle. I. I licked her pubic mound, which had a nice small bush, but her pussy lips were shaven. I licked between her lips and and parted them with my tongue, probing in to her vagina. She tasted sweet, and was soaking wet. I flicked her clit with my tongue and whetted my finger and slid it in to her hungry hole as I sucked gently on her clit. Her clit got more erect the more I sucked on it and her juices began to flow more as my finger entered and withdrew from her hot hole. I began to tease her G-spot.