Baad maine wapis record room ki taraf chal diya, woh darwaje ke paas hi khari the, mere paas aate hi mere se pochne lagi saab aap do teen din se mujhe...bahut ghorate hain khas tor pe jab mein pocha lagati hoon, saab agr koi chez chaiye to bataa dizye main de doongi uska yeh kahna thi maine aapne aap ko darwaje ki piche hote hue usko almirah ki piche safai karne ke liye le gaya, wahan ja kar maine us se pocha ki tumne yeh baat office mein to nahi kisis ko batai, woh boli nahi saab. Maine kaha. We have very different talents, you and I, but they aren’t all that different in the end.”“I suppose the chess skill is similar to looking at a plat of survey or building plans and visualizing them,” I replied.“And the woodwork isn’t dissimilar to you picking up your guitar and playing it without the sheet music in front of you.”“Dad, do you regret not spending more time together?” I asked.He stopped and turned, “I do.”“Me, too. And I’m not blaming you, because I’m just as responsible.”“Not to. I then bravely asked her why she was stressed and she answered by saying, "I've not been having the best week with my husband and he's being a tosser" I then asked her if she knew any stress relief strategies to help her with her week and with her husband. I suggested things like, eat chocolate, watch a movie, have a break, but she denied that any of these would work on her.I then courageously said, "When I'm stressed or have a bad day, I usually just masturbate or have sex." She then sparked. I couldn't even remember his name. I stroked myself for about a minute and a half to get hard. I heard moaning constantly from the other room and it was really annoying and made me feel weird. Finally I got hard again, close to the point of orgasming so I'd be maximally hard, and went back out there. I was shocked to see my wife lying on top of the man, in the 69 position, her legs wrapped around his head and her lips wrapped around his dick. It has been at least a year since we had done a 69..