However positive she tried to be, he was unwilling or unable to buoy himself up. He inhaled her love, encouragement, humor—everything!—and always ...ooked at her with starving eyes. Naturally, that is also the essence of small children. They suck the marrow from parents’ bones. Still, this was par for the course, and women come with the standard equipment to survive this kind of thing. I wondered why she wanted kids at her advanced age when the exertion of washing a dish or taking out a bag of. I was, as often, sporting a bit of morning wood and it perked up even more at the close contact with her body. Her hand slid inside my robe to touch it. Gently, my wife’s fingers massaged my shaft and balls. “Someone needs some attention, I think,” she said with a grin before kissing me. “I suspect that I’m not the only one,” I responded. I slipped a hand between my wife’s thighs to find her already a bit wet. We kissed again, hands exploring each other as our tongues moved together. Angie took. Note; she always came in EARLY every day as well. The next morning I arrived and thought I would have her coffee on her desk as a surprise. Our operations did not begin until 8am and we were there at 6. This always gave us time to catch up on odd ball stuff before being hit with people needing day to day help. I came in and locked the door, as we always did until 8. She arrived shortly after I and went straight to her office. She stuck her head out and thanked me for the coffee, and went to. She should have been at work! I had stopped in a corner to search for her mentally when my cellphone rang."Hey," Adriana said. "Can you over to Mary's house?" Now?" I asked."Yeah ... I think now would be a good idea. Don't peek either!"Twenty minutes later, a busboy arrived to take my shift. I biked to Mary's apartment. The door was unlocked so I walked in.The furniture was gone!Adriana and Mary sat on a blanket in the middle of the living room. Mary had her head on Adriana's shoulder. Mary's.