There was music in the background, drifting from the living room, Newcleus’s ‘Jam On It’, from an old mix tape she had had since she was a kid....he held up the remote, nearly pressing fast forward, but then as quickly as she thought of doing it changed her mind. In a way it was like a preview, the foreplay before the main even, much like the messing around she had done with Alfredo the night before. “David” hadn’t been particularly good, she didn’t think, but maybe he would seem a little. . his zipper scratched and it hurt, so I pushed him off and got up." Oh my, and I'm Mister Eveready. Doctor Jackson said we have to wait, and I don't want to. You kiss me like a mad woman and I think it's an invitation. I get anywhere near you and I'm so hard I hurt from wanting you. I'm not much better, am I?"Gail turned around and Howard dropped his arms, looking down at her. The thin, lightly ribbed, material of the undershirt didn't disguise the soft roundness of her breasts. If anything,. I was simply an appendage, not necessary for anything. While trying to accompany my husband on business trips with his frequent flyer miles, however I often was left home, alone.He had his mistress, the business. Who was I, simply the provider of domestic tranquility? Financially well off, I became a Nordstrom's and Saks' Fifth Avenue attired ornament who spent half a day once a week at a salon, maintained shoulder-length hair, bathed in a bubble bath, used exotic lotions to keep a supple skin. Made tea and carried two cups into the bedroom and Suzzanne who was sitting in bed back to the headboard, breasts exposed, smiling. "What a excellent start to a day, let's drink this and we can shower together".We showered, not getting too involved sexually, not having time, but both wanting more of each other, we kissed a little, touched a little, soaped each other, rubbed each other dry. We got dressed in silence smiling to each other. Both dressed for work in yesterday's clothes. Suzzanne.