“Now”, I spoke again, hoping the forcefulness of my voice would snap her out of self-pity.It seemed to work, because her hands lowered to the wais...band, as her thumbs slipped inside. With effort, she bent at the waist to lower them, pushing them down her athletic legs. With her like that, bent over directly in front of me, I could see her tits jiggling from the gravity. Again I imagined getting her implants that would make them large enough to sway seductively every time she bent over.She. "Yeah dork-breath, like anyone would ever want to see you naked anyway."Bart smiled to himself before leaning back in his chair and calmly saying to his sister's red face. "I dunno Lis, I think there's plenty of girls at school who might be looking to 'do the Bartman.'" Bart! No being gross at the table." Marge said this and stood up, before adding. "Ooh, I better get the laundry folded before I start cleaning the kitchen."Bart surveyed his outfit and remembered he threw his hat in the wash lat. “Anything to rub you down with soap.” I respond.After our shower we made our way to our favorite restaurant. Nothing fancy but it has what we like. We order our favorite dishes and make small talk while we wait trying to avoid talking about the kids. Eventually the conversation comes back to the kids, what can I say, we’re parents.With lunch over we go catch a movie. I’m not paying it much attention as I keep looking over at my wife. She’s gorgeous. Back to the screen some people are talking. I took a grape between my teeth and leaned forward, just above her collarbone. Then I bit down and the nectar dripped down on her skin. I quickly ate the grape, before moving my mouth over her collarbone and neck, sucking the grape juice from her skin, tasting the sweet fluid. Meggie softly purred at the touch. I picked up another grape and this time hovered above the cleft of her breasts before making the grape burst and juice dripped down between her breasts. I ran my tongue over her soft.