"Well today's your lucky day." I say back to her as I prop her up on her hands and knees, with her feet now hanging off the bed. I push her lower back...down hard, and her ripe ass checks pulse in the still air, her huge tits rubbing the blanket. "Hold still," I advise. I grip my cock, now swollen to a good foot long, red and lubricated from her thick spit and my sticky cum. I place my head in front of her tiny asshole. The circumference of my dick is about five times that of her asshole. I began. I nixed Edward’s attempted naming me Sunshine, a term hubby occasionally used. He settled on Sweetie Pie. Hubby had his Sunshine but typically kept it short and referred to me as Hon. I used Honey for him and Sweetie for Edward.On the bed, after sex, Edward asked, “Sweetie Pie, what’s your love box?“Love box?”“Yeah, your vagina, she got a name?”Edward wanted my vagina’s name which was Vixen but that was hubby’s. I needed an alternate name to avoid betraying hubby and to retain my separate. . I didn't know what was going on, but whatever it was..."John?"As he released a deep sigh, his voice cracked on a single word."Melossor."The revolving door of Justice had smacked us on our asses. As cops, we're not supposed to take things personally. Criminals get a free ride, and a quick exit from jail if their lawyer is good enough. Melossor was out and about, and a goon of his had already paid John a visit to deliver the message. If he wanted to see his brother alive, he'd play by. So I saw.We haven't been doing that for all that time, only a couple of months I guess, perhaps since last summer when they went to the Algarve.About the same time as we stopped having sex? He looked at her, and remembered the young woman she once was, with auburn hair in flowing tresses and a cheery smile constantly plastered across her face. Where did the time go?Has it been that long? She tried to remember when they had last been intimate and failed.I think so. He changed the subject.