I turn back to the window breathing the morning air and watching the sun move against the sky and the trees bend to the wind. As I watch nature bring ...he day to life, I smile in knowing that your love, life and yes, your touch has brought life to my life. I feel, in a moment of time, the rush of memories like a quickening that brings all lost parts of the flesh back to the body. I see and feel all those parts of our past touching my soul and I tremble as I feel my soul move. And just as God. I check my watch. Good thing I'm always more than punctual. Still, the prospect of coming only four minutes early feels like being late.Then again, the staircase smells like old paint and new linoleum. Thanks to him, this elevator smells like old spice. I, by far, prefer the latter.Between the sixth and seventh floor, I hear him shift behind me. He coughs softly. Not like he's trying to catch my attention, though. I think.Suddenly, the elevator seems very small and tight.Tight. God, that word.. My hands were sweaty. I had been so anxious of this moment for three years. When I first met James online, it had been just a friendship. We talked about our stupid jobs, family, friends, and anything else that happened to be on our minds. I could tell he enjoyed my company and suddenly I started thinking back on all the hot steamy conversations we had. How he used to tell me how much he wanted to taste me, penetrate me, and run his tongue over my body. I got wet just thinking about it! I. They are making out heavily. I don’t feel jealous yet. My husband does not waste anytime and takes her shorts and then her panties off. And then he pulls out his cock. She smiles and says wow. I know that means WOW good. Because my husband is big.I have a rush of excitement run through me. Its all going so quickly. And then Crystal is bent over the couch. And then my husband starts fucking her, right there. In front of me. He starts banging her doggie style. Seeing my husband penetrate her made.