"Perhaps I really should go” I thought, feeling disappointed and hopeless. “True, I’m wasting my time, damn it!” I said to myself. When I dec...ded to leave, I saw a lady, who was about 35 or 36 years old with straight long, black hair, tanned and slim. Her boobs were so big, perhaps 36D? I was not sure, all I knew for certain was that they were huge. She wore a pair of white tight trousers and a black shirt. The lace edge of her bra escaped from the collar of her shirt. She was walking in front. She made herself comfortable. This week flew by, while I worked she cooked for me and we enjoyed the pool together, I took her sight seeing in Jersey and the board walks, we had a great time. i insisted driving her home and she agreed. It was 3 hours and not a bad drive. I pull up at her home and she said "this is my parents house did you want to come in" No, its ok. I want to drive back while theres daylight" I replied"No ones home" she replies"Its ok"I reply "thank you Sammy for bringing me". They met at the bar and disappeared to the elevator banks.I went home and waited – waited – and - waited. Finally at 2:00AM I got a call to pick her up in front of the hotel. I drove as fast as I could to get my lovely wife and hear all the details of their encounter.When she got in the car she gave me a big kiss sticking her tongue in my mouth for the first time in ages. I could smell the sex on her. She said she did not shower so she could not only tell me but show me what they did. As much. We talked for a few minutes more before we wish me well for the holidays and left. It was hard to sit on the other side of the sofa and not reach out for Cassie. But I guess we must just trust our lives to a bigger power sometimes. That is what the priest told me at my mother’s funeral. I was not sure if I believed it but perhaps, he was right. That Thursday night before Christmas, Lexie Thomas called my house about nine o’clock. I picked up the phone and was pleased to hear her voice. Lexie.