She looked at him fussing around looking for a cloth to wipe the floor. What does he do outside the office? Then it struck her. He was arranging somet...ing. Another game. Pretending to be annoyed at him was difficult and she felt silly preparing lots of dishes for non-existent guests. ‘Well you’ll be pleased I’ve found a maid to serve the guests. You can go gallivanting on the town.’ He said. ‘Now that was as close a reference to her adventures he had ever made.’ She thought. He patted his. He was moving around my body and was putting his hand here and there sometime at the upper portion of my breasts, sometimes moving his hands over my exposed naval, sometimes he is going further down and touching my two firm white thighs. His fingers were roaming all over my body, as if a research student is researching on the anatomy of a woman. It was becoming unbearable for me, my cunt region was becoming wet due to continuous sensual caressing all over my body. Suddenly he stopped and looked. Soon, we got into the married rut. Once a week, we would go through the motions and have sex. Work, k**s and stress became the mantra and we slowly got to the point of sex maybe once per month. She seemed fine with that, I was not. I needed some physical contact. I expressed my displeasure. It did not go over well. We fought about sex and our fights ended up with a trip to counseling. After counseling we decided to just stay together for the sake of the k**s. We went back into the once a month. I do this to honor all the work that goes into a great picture.I know a hot picture most of the time isn´t just a simple snapshot, but more likely a trial-and-error of quite a few shots. Has any of you ever been at a real photoshoot? There are more than often taken a hundred or more pictures for a set of maybe 10ish photos. I don´t say you need to be a professional, but if you want to have hot tribute video, I need to have a hot pic.If a woman takes the time to make a really nice picture, I.