My story does not start here but it starts when I was 15 years old. I got my high school sweetheart pregnant. We had a baby, a son. It was tough for...a couple years because my parents were older and and fate had a different plan for her and her parents.When My son was three, her parents got hit by a drunk driver and were instantly killed. The next couple of years brought the death of my mother and father, who were in the sixties. My father died of a heart attack and my mother died. "Well shit" as you haul out the wallet and fork over. That damn deer was so buried in the chokecherries that the only part visible was an inch of antler tip. But she saw it, half a mile away and uphill. As you drive away, you both mutter, "can't see game, my ass," you with a frown of consternation and her with a vindictive grin.Got a problem with burglars? Let just one of them bad guys get close to her baby and you're calling the morgue for a pick up. Gentler sex my ass. Timid? not MY wife.We. And, even though she kept her clothes on, I was happy to do it. My dick was as hard as a rock as I kissed and caressed her tits through the cloth of her dress, moving down to flicker my tongue over her belly, thighs, and the moist crotch of her red and blue striped bikini panties.She loved it too. I could tell from the way she would softly moan, her dark licorice colored nipples grew erect and protruded from beneath the front of her dress to be caressed through the fabric, and her hips moved as. She said aslong as we do it like that she enjoys the tease.After a few mins gawping at her fanny he picked a chocolate & sat back on the settee with a horn on & as soon as he saw my cock out he got his out behind his book. He was sitting stroking it even though he was closer to her than I was and she could see his hand going up & down. He deliberately dropped the magazine once & she noticed. Later she said she doesn’t like us to do that as it looks so obvious so we should wait a few mins til.