..” I didn't know what to say. Again. Would that ever get better? “No but.” He turned to me and kissed me. “Just you and me”, he whispered b...tween our lips. His warm hand touched my thigh, brushed my skin. I shivered. Slowly he let his hand wander, still kissing me. It reached the hem of my shorts, forced it's way in.Without thinking I spread my legs. David chuckled as he touched my wet slip. “Does running make you horny as well?” “Fuck off.” I pushed him off me, pushed him over and sat on his. Text from Brad was not critical, but he was not happy with the waythings were going between them-Beth wondered if anybody liked her. Bradwas not happy about their physical relationship. He also felt that shewas becoming a drag on his social life. The message was clear, sheneeded to start doing more sexually or she was history. The new Bethwas thinking maybe he should be history and mom might be right abouthim.There was text from sorority sisters reminding her that she is notfulfilling her. Regularly we met with business partners from around the world. My husband was a great businessman. He knew how to convince others of its products and to come to successful conclusion of the contract. Has become increasingly important this site for the entire company. It made me proud to know that it was the result of my husband's hard work.One evening was to be held a meeting with business partners again. On these occasions I always made me very pretty. Not that my husband expected of me, but I. If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner. Does that mean that she liked me so much that if she had known we could have been making love before? What else could it mean? Oh, God, I can't believe how lucky I am, he rejoiced silently.I'm ready to do it again, as soon as I can. She wants to do it again. God, does she really want to do it again. She must. Oh, I want to make love to her again too. God, I wish she was here right now so we could do it. God, I can't believe it, he thought.