I asked what movie she preferred and she said, It doesn’t matter, you decide. I got the devil inside me, so I said, Ok i know the perfect place, but...we need a drink first. We went in to a bar, that I have been to before, and ordered a bottle of champagne. We drank the champagne and my wife looked even more red in her face. I know that the best thing to start her up was with a glass of champagne. Normally we seldom get drunk outside our home, but this night I bought another bottle of champagne. “Maybe we can watch some porn next time we get together!” she managed to get out as she squirmed in her seat and moaned.“Sounds like a plan,” I said, excited by the idea.“What is your favourite position?” She asked as I now forced another finger into her.“I like all positions so I’m just happy to go with what my partner likes. I do like ‘doggy style though!”“Oh why’s that?”“Well, you get really deep penetration, and you can really ram it in hard when you get going!”“Oh, I like it rammed really. You push me back down and continue playing with my breasts, alternating between using your hand and your mouth. All the while, the rain falls on us. You lap up the water that soaks my half-naked body. You run your hands over my drenched shorts, and while you cannot tell the difference between the rain’s wetness and my own, you can feel the heat building between my thighs. You unzip my shorts and pull them down. All that is left is a pair of pink bikini underwear. Now you are able to see how. He was such a hunky man. Strong and brawny. I always enjoyed when he used his strength to carry me. To take me hard in the bedroom.“Yes, it was,” I said, standing up. My naked breasts swayed as I scooped up my husband’s plate, resting it on my own, the fork shifting on it. Then I grabbed my daughter’s.“Thank you, Mom,” she said, smiling brightly. A pleased thrill shot through me. Valerie was such a good daughter now.I stacked the salad bowls on top of the plates and bustled towards the kitchen..