I could feel her pulse increase as I massaged her, played with her, and toyed with her. Her breathing was increasing as well, but I didn't want her to...enjoy just my hands.While she was moaning, I took off my right hand, and replaced it with my warm mouth. Her moans intensified as I licked, nibbled, and sucked at her nipple. I traced my free hand down to her womanhood, and could feel a dampness between her legs. "My dear, you are getting wet down here," I purred to her.It was my turn now to be. "Get a good night's sleep. We may be in here late tomorrow."Harry sighed and pulled into the driveway. He walked slowly to the door, shivering from the unseasonably cold March day. He was looking forward to a warm shower and a nap before he ate supper. Maybe a little afternoon delight with his wife, Martha. It had been quite a while.He entered his house, and was relieved by the rush of warm air that welcomed him. He flopped on the sofa and kicked off his shoes, smiling with that nice "ahhh". And I want a few minutes alone with you,” he said. She turned the corner and kept going. She wasn’t sure what he had in mind, but she was hopeful. She knew that things hadn’t been going well for them in the last week or so, but it was only because she was dreading his leaving. She didn’t mean to make him feel badly about it because it was for his job. But she knew that he did. She could tell when he held her that he was tentative and uneasy. As they left the pavement and slid into the dark,. "So, I am boring now?" Hope teased. "You know you're not," I replied. "You can ask if you want, my sister did," Hope smiled. "Okay," I nodded. "Why?" "Why not?" Hope replied. "You saw the car right? Well did he tell you how much it cost us?" "He said he got it at a steal of a price," I replied. "Because of the favor." "A lower price yes, but not a steal," Hope shook her head. "You know how much it goes for, well half of that." "No!" I shook my head. I couldn't imagine coming up with that much.