I turned and looked towards the bed, where my wife rested in slumber. Vanessa was approaching thirty-five but she appeared more a girl in her twenties... She's a beautiful woman, really - standing she's roughly five and a half feet tall. Her frame is curvaceous and thick, having filled out slightly after our two children. I drank in her image as she lay curled asleep, expensive bedding draped across her plump behind, barely concealing her large natural breasts. My dick stirred suddenly. Our sex. Please Peter, I keep telling you I love you. I want to come home. I want to live with you all our days, but as equals who trust each other totally. For God’s sake, change. Get help.It’s in your hands.I do love you, much more than you realise, Claire.She also sent the letter as an attachment to his email address. She waited all week for a reply, though admittedly without much hope.She filled her time mainly in the garden. The first three days were blessed with sunny periods, but Thursday was wet. Would any of you girls volunteer now and then for that?" I asked around the table, since the girls' reactions indicated that Ruth's whisper wasn't as low as she thought."Are you serious, Isaac? You would do that for me? For him? Thank you! You have no idea what that means!" Ruth thanked me with a kiss in full view of her customers."He was always kind to me. The only question is which girl would do that for me," I asked again."I will, baby. I love older men," Lindsay smiled at me."So will I,". .”Yes, he is sexy, I like his tattoos and earring but I never thought about him or this until now”. The technician is tall dark and handsome, tattoos and an earring. On an earlier repair, if I remember right, I think he told me he was in a band too.I told her to go flirt with him some more and see where it goes if anywhere, she said “I would rather you be here” I assured her it was okay and just casually let him know I was at work and that I expected a call when he was done. That made her feel.