I got up and wrapped her in my arms and kissed her deep as I swayed her toward the table and sat her down. She was smiling her sweetest when she lifte... her glass to toast the weekend and us and unconventional love. I returned the toast and settled into that paella with zeal. We talked about everything and nothing over that meal. Not making plans past the weekend. I never met a more understanding woman than Patience. She never asked for more of me than I was able or willing to give and she. Standing in the doorway, I watched as he discarded his soiled clothing. He began rummaging through my mother’s night draw for something else to wear. His cute ass on full display, only showing off his red swollen pucker when going towards the bottom drawer. Pulling from my mother’s cuter lingerie, he clothed himself in a sheer royal blue top. It was low hanging and allowed his nipples to be exposed as the fabric flowed about, caressing his skin. Gliding up behind him, I slapped my hand against. I'm dammed sure that I locked that bathroom door, but about ten minutes later whilst I was in the shower it opened and Cecilia strolled in and began to fiddle with her make-up in the mirror over the washbasin."Cecilia, what the hell are you doing?" I demanded, covering myself with the shower curtain and sticking my head around the edge of it."Putting my face on, sweetheart. Don't let me bother you!" she said, our eyes meeting in the mirror over the basin."But I'm in the shower!" I think this is. Paige and I had done all the things couples do. We'd had kids, we enjoyed each other, we argued but we talked about everything and worked it out. She'd get angry about something or I would. She'd swear at me. 'You fucking asshole!' was her favorite, but I never swore at her, I couldn't. We shouted and stormed off, slamming doors, but we'd always talked. I'd give whatever years I have left of my life to have never been angry and shouted at her.I was so maudlin for a while I couldn't stand.