I keep asking myself if I’m going to feel obligated to marry her if I do it, and I keep coming back to the fact that I might; I just might.”“Do ...ou think she knows that?”“I’m sure she does, but she also doesn’t think, in the end, that will sway me one way or the other.”“And you trust her on that? That she’s not trying to entice you?”“Certainly not consciously. And I don’t think subconsciously, either. I can’t prove that, of course, but I believe it.”“How long has she thought about this?”“Sex. But they were not there to give me a little pre-sleep relaxation. That’s what my husband was for and he knew it.He gets to fuck me on Sundays, holidays, and special ones like his birthday. Otherwise my pussy is for business purposes. Well, that’s what I tell him. Occasional dick-dippings of long-time friends happen during the week when my schedule and opportunity permit.My girlfriend chats with me from time to time. She thinks I’m being mean to my husband. So I asked her, did she want to be. Bigger is always better, right? WRONG! Our currentat the timeISP account was in my name, so I was put in charge of everything. Not only did I have to find a company that offered unlimited internet in our price rangemy roommates are in college, so money is usually an issue for thembut I also had to open an account with them, schedule the installation and cancel our current service. I knew it would be a lot of work, but it would all be worth it if it meant being able to stream Netflix in HD. Or. That’s part of why this is so shocking to you, perhaps, but it’s how I honestly feel. Every time that I jill off to thoughts of coupling with my future husband, the face is always yours.“As for the other things, well, let’s just say that the only cherry that I plan to keep until my wedding night is the one between my thighs, and only in the penile sense. Dora, do you have some olive or canola oil on hand? I mean to give up two virginities tonight, in fact. Tell me, fiance, have you ever fucked.