Aggressively leaning towards me so close I can feel her hot breath as her anger is steaming now... Knowing how stubborn I am and finally admitting to ...er self that she cannot win this argument she suddenly starts laughing.I feel relieved that this is finally over. I hate arguing, and I hate arguing with "her". She means so much to me. She is not aware of the amount of love I have for her, and she is not aware that I have feelings for women. I was always too scared to tell her expecting that I. Accordingly, he approached the lady with equanimity and a genuine smile and gave his bow with nothing but the cordiality of briefly renewing an acquaintance. He made genuine enquiries for her health and that of her very much older husband and politely admired the child for his sturdiness and size. Jane was not only in good looks but good humour and answered all his courteous questions happily, evidently delighted to have provided her proud husband with a much-wanted heir.After a brief exchange. I felt almost dizzy with excitement, anticipation, and the strangeness of it all. She leaned in and kissed me, very, very lightly, her mouth slightly open, her breath tickling my lips. I slid a hand up to the back of her head and pulled her closer; the kiss became more forceful, her tongue slipping gently into my mouth and playing against mine. I kissed the side of her neck, down to he collarbone, and further down to her cleavage. I was feeling her, touching her, and tasting her, all at once.. I did ask her why she was so out of focus and she brushed it off as nothing. When dad went to the washroom, I pulled my chair closer to her and asked her again.Mom just caressed my hair and told me I wouldn’t understand.“You know, when you get married, make sure to pay heed to your wife’s needs. Okay?”, mom advised out of the blue. I was a smart guy, putting two and two together didn’t take much time.For about a year, all I did was stare at mom, hoping to catch glimpses of some of her goods..