"I'll think about it", was all I said. Without another word, she dropped to her knees and crawled off the mat, onto the hardwood floor, and over to th... corner. Clearly remembering the last time, she pushed her shoulders back, and met her elbows behind her back, pushing her generous breasts into the wall. She plucked her skirt up with her hands, revealing the lacy white g-string she was wearing, and the purple end of the plug poking out from her ass.I left her there, as I turned on the TV and. They lay nose to nose, their minds a blur as their bodies played out their ancient dance. They stared into each other’s eyes as they committed their immortal sin. They were joined as one, now and forever. There was no going back from here. They had shared a transcendental experience. A mixture of life and sex that few people ever have, before or since.As their twitching, throbbing bodies relaxed and quieted their lips met in a searing kiss. It expressed more than any words ever could. It told. 'help me!' Windows smashed, door hanging open, piles of fly-tipped rubble and rubbish in the overgrown garden. The large garage on the side, doors open, corrugated roof broken, and an inspection pit with no cover, half full of water and less attractive, noisome matter.We were visiting a friend, and we'd watched the deterioration of the little house over several weeks. I turned to my wife, saying casually,"I wonder if the owner would be interested in selling?"It was a throwaway remark. We were. She was almost an automaton in the way she moved silently from task to task. I noticed as she reached for the coffee on the top shelf that she at least was wearing panties with her tee-shirt. My wandering eyes noticed that she seemed more grown up than I remembered, and her hips seemed to have more curves than I had noticed before.It didn't surprise me that this look was more clinical than sexual; all of my physical needs were well met by my five wives. I knew that those who joked about me.