. well, the way we started off together.We were maybe a little older than most who meet and then marry for the first time, both of us twenty-seven, di...fering in chronological age by only a matter of weeks. By then, statistics tell us, most of us have married at least once, and had at least one child; and right smart of that number have divorced, many of those having already entered into second marriages.Not so with us.I was in a long-term relationship, one which began in middle school and ran. ” Sensing that I was unsure of its location she adjusted herself to my tongue. “There, right there.” I licked and felt the nub against my tongue. “Ohhhhhh,” she moaned. I flicked it with my tongue. “Do it quicker,” she demanded. I rapidly licked at her swollen clit, her juices coating my cheeks and chin. “Put your fingers in me.” I obeyed and slipped a finger in her velvety box. “Four of them, now.” I hesitated and she grabbed my hand and tried to force it into her. I put all four fingers in. She belted the pants with a red suede belt and wore red suede driving moccasins. ‘Is this good?’ she asked Aidan, nervous again. ‘You always look good to me, baby.’ ‘I know that, but what I want to know is, will your mother approve?’ agitation edged her voice. ‘Are we starting that again?’ ‘A simple yes or no will do, Aidan,’ she said tartly. ‘I’ve got to keep you away from my mother,’ he sighed, ‘you just met her last night and you’re already rivaling her in the ‘who’s the best at badgering. She knew I was sad..so she said if you do a good job and get all the shopping done I'll give you a suprise tomorrow after noon when I get home. OK, I said then she kissed me on the forehead was out to door. It was still daylight out side. I looked out the front window to see if any neighbors saw what she was wearing. Ann next door saw me and waved , as I was waving back she gave me a thumbs up sign. Damn -it I thought...what do I care if that bitch next door likes how I dressed MY WIFE to go.