Isn’t… what I….who… I…. want.’ I rambled in a whisper – still staring into her eyes. ‘For my wife.’ I stroked her hair – looking u... at my hand touching it, then at her pale skin of her face, then down at her eyes again. ‘For my love.’ Lynn nuzzled up against me, holding me tight. She calmed down immediately, sensing the truth and the confidence in my words. Knowing that I meant what I said. ‘I love her, Lynn. I have… loved her. In special ways… But… not… fallen in love.’ My heart jumped at. . He followed me out to my car, I felt his hand grabbing my firm ass as we walked, my tight little pussy was already wet. Thankfully it was lunch for the rest of the mechanics, so they headed to the canteen, but I had something a bit more special planned for Mike. He took my car into the garage as I hopped up onto a bench, crossing my legs and pulling my top down a little, I sat waiting for him, as he walked up I could clearly see the huge bulge appearing through his overalls, biting my lip I. Inoticed that my medical files on Trill anatomy had left out the fact that shedidn't have any pubic hair but an equally enticing pattern of spots pointingright down towards her slit.I began to trace the spots from their starting point on her head with myfingers. My hands lingered around her breasts, fondling and squeezing themgently and playfully twitching the nipples with my thumbs until they becamehard little buds.Jadzia had shut her eyes and was enjoying the feel of my hands on her body.My. She went through them slowly not wanted to miss a bargain if she saw one. 'It's my own fault,' she thought to herself as she ticked each advertisement with her biro, 'I've just left it a little late that's all.' She smiled sardonically. A little late. She'd damn well left it almost too late.She had always found that time slipped by too fast for her to cope. What she thought she'd leave until Saturday she usually didn't get around to doing until Sunday or even Monday. But this time what was.