I laid down on the king-sized bed, slipping the towel off my body. All I could think about was how much I wanted to fuck him; to have him making me co...e over and over again, moaning his name. I closed my eyes for a second, imagining what it would be like to have him here right now… tasting me… feeling him fill me… hearing my name slip from his sexy lips. My heart raced just at the pure thought. He really was the most handsome, lovely and intelligent man I’d ever had the pleasure of meeting,. It was the last weekend of March, technically the first one of April, whatever, I left him on April Fool’s Day. I tricked him into sending our son with my mom for the weekend. I tried to take his daughter when I left, but I had no legal right to her, and he said no. I went to live with my parents. One condition of my mother’s for my living there was I had to further my education. I had wanted to, but my husband had always convinced me we couldn’t afford it. I applied for financial aid. I took. ” Then he asked Gracey, “Would you and your friends be willing to see how much of what we did last quarter she’s had? Though it happens every year, post-winter-break transfers are tough on high-school students because of the differences across districts.”We all nodded. I wondered at the time what additional changes Lana’s presence in our lives would make. It turned out that at least one of us was in each class of hers but one, and that one was immediately after lunch, so one of us could lead. I decided to get into bed and watch some tv, when my hubby sent me a text, asking what I was doing. I told him I was wearing his old Pantera tshirt and was in bed, watching American Horror Story. For those of you who don’t watch it, there was a fair amount of spanking in series two and as a scene unfolded, I told him I was missing his stern hand and leather belt and we needed to buy an antique oak desk. The conversation escalated to sex and as I always do, started to send him some photos. I.