" That's better than me," I said. "I usually take home a couple of hundredin tips. I think I attract an entirely different kind of client than youdo; ...ost of the time they don't even say goodbye when they leave. It'snice to have a mommy who has a rich husband."We finally pulled in the crowded car park near the beach in Southwold,pulled up the convertible's top and carried our bag to the beach hut. Iput the key in the weathered padlock and struggled a bit to open it.Finally we were able to let. "You should have said something!" I told her."You seemed to be having such a good ... time, and I didn't ... didn't want to ... to spoil it," she finally managed to get out. Her skinny jeans were down to her boot tops, as were her panties. She had removed her coat when we entered the room."Have you finished?" I asked."Yes, for the time being." I'll help you up and move you out to the bed," I told her."Okay." I got her up and pulled up her panties, but left the jeans down. I needed to carry her. We lived in an apartment for a couple of years, thendecided to buy a house. We had different ideas aboutwhere we wanted to buy, she wanted to be near downtown,and I wanted to be near my work. We finally compromisedand bought a house half way in between. It was a quietneighborhood, but neither of us really liked it. Shewanted the hustle and bustle of the city, and I wantedthe piece and quiet of the countryside.After a year or so, I finally convinced her that out inthe countryside would be a. " Could you check with your tongue," and she pulled my head forward and I licked around each nipple for several minutes."Mmm, that's nice, Michael, very nice. You can suck them if you like," and I did just that as I rested my hand on her thigh. As I did this, she lifted my hand and brought it between her legs and I started rubbing the front of her pussy."Oh, Michael, that is so good. Oh, I want to fuck you. Right on the floor," and she leaned me backward until I was stretched out on the floor,.