The guilt she must have been feeling to offer me that kind of money had to be enormous, well knowing how important money was to her. No, I wanted her ...o feel some small smidgen of the emotional pain that I was feeling. And then there were the children: “The respondent shall be entitled to have unlimited and unrestricted visitation and access to his children as per the wish and with the consent of the petitioner.” How fucking wonderful was that—she was giving me permission to see my kids!There. Her eyes as blue as the clearest sky, warm hands and lips. Breasts as soft as pillows. Her cunt as hot as a winter’s stove. She came to me, the evening was young and we had not seen each other in a week. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me gently. I returned the favor touching my lips to hers and gently caressing her neck. I pull her shirt off and her mine. She arches her back as I kiss her neck and down her chest to her perfect welcoming breasts. Her nipples, erect and pink. I know you must have had a lot of cheerleader porking fun at school today, but don't forget your daily target. You haven't even asked for any stealth stroking help, and that makes me sad. Do you think you want to, uh, take a load off before dinner?"Alan laughed, both from her "take a load off" play on words and her endless sexual enthusiasm. "Thanks, Mom. I guess three hours is technically 'hours and hours, ' but really, I'm fine. I don't think I could get it up again if I wanted to. I'm just. I told her I was heading for Barney’s to meet my wife for drinks and if she wanted she could meet us there. She said she would and broke the connection.Sally was an exceptional sales manager and her outgoing, friendly, and professional demeanor made our sales unit one of the best in our statewide company. She was forty-five and married with two kids who were grown and out of the house.“I can’t stay long” Sal said to me. “I need your help this weekend if possible. Bruce (our promotions manager).