But, I slept well enough, and the next morning mom left forthe hospital alone, telling me she would call after she told dad about mychange. Only then ...ould I go to see him. I thought it was risky to tellhim while he was recovering, but he would want to see me, and I truly wasworried about him. After breakfast, I went to get ready for my debut.There was no way that I was going dressed like a tart, so I, "borrowed," along skirt from mom's closet, it was tea length. I wore a simple top. It wasn't that we stopped making love. It was the day-to-day struggle to look after the kids, go to work, pay the bills and then, if we were lucky, have a few minutes to ourselves. And then, over time, I let myself go and became a lot less attractive to her. I had no one to blame but myself. Only a near-fatal accident had altered the situation.Now, despite the pressure on Diane, something seemed to have changed her in the past year. The children were still there and just as demanding of her. So As I Start To With Draw my Dick From Her, I Start Doing Lon Slow Strockes And She Looks At Me With Such Lust, And Passion, It Makes Me Feel Like Shotting My Hot Load In Her. And After A Few Minutes, My Strokes Were Becoming Shorter And Faster, I Feel Her Cunt Muscles Contracting Around My Cock Milking It, I Feel Her Go Into A Long Trance And I Dont Slow Her Pace And I Give Her, Her First Real Intence Orgasm And She Start Moaning With Pleasure, She Locks Her Legs Around Me, Leaving My Full. When I looked down at her, during our discussion about the giant creature standing in front of us, the top two buttons were gone and I could see a hint of her soft curves.She grinned at me; her blue eyes filled with innocence that I knew better than to trust, but I wasn't sure what to do. All the talks I had had with Dad about the birds and the bees hadn't covered this. For that matter, it hadn't covered what to do about the situation I'd found myself in with her and the rest of the girls.And.