She has been blessed with a perky set of size "D" boobs. Her hair was blonde and was longer than her shoulders. She was always perfectly dressed and h...r nails always manicured. Her eyes were green like fresh grass in the spring time. She was beautiful and graceful. Her husband Fredrick was a wonderful man, though he was distant. Their marriage was decent, despite the adultery he had committed. She lived in a beautiful condo and drove a nice vehicle. She didn't have children, but she had two. I’d come over early, and we’d have a big family breakfast and open all the presents together. I really went all out to make sure the girls got their favorite items. At six and eight years old, they were still young enough to have simple wants, and the magic of Christmas was as real as it gets. The in-laws would come over in the afternoon with more presents and we’d have a good old fashioned Christmas dinner with all the trimmings. It was nice to be part of something. I got a Christmas. "The waitress bustled up, her arms lined with plates. The interruption gave me the opportunity to see that I was teetering on the brink of dumping my insides to a complete stranger, of exposing a flaw and a weakness I found difficult to admit to myself. Huge issues of trust and vulnerability began to gather about my thoughts like dark, heavy clouds. I'd gone to church only as a means of dabbling my toes in social waters. I wasn't looking for rescue or salvation in the form of another person,. I could tell she was getting loose and I brought up the fact that I've been trying to get her to fuck some lucky guy outside of our marriage. When she didn't immediately tell me to be quite I knew I could keep going. I said to Tim Andrea don't think she could fuck another guy. He said to Andrea why not? She was giggled and said I just don't think I could do it. Tim said oh sweetheart you could get any guy you wanted , and if you would just show off those new hooters I bet you'd get plenty of.