I glanced at the clock, and it was only 6:45, but I wanted to see the sun.Making love in the afternoon and again late into the night seemed to have ti...ed Moira out. She looked like she might sleep until noon. I didn't want to wake her, so I carefully slipped out from under her arm, then tucked my pillow back where I'd been and slipped off to the bathroom.I showered quickly, and dressed even faster, just pulling on panties, a skirt, and a blouse. I didn't bother with a bra or shoes. I slipped. He remembered now, with a vengeance. He was in an accident trying to beat Tom home. Oh my God! That was the plan now certainly gone badly wrong. Tom probably knew the whole story. Suddenly, he remembered Nicky and blood flying everywhere. How was she? Did she make it OK? God, his head hurt. The pain was so intense that he surrendered to it and passed out.Hours later, he tried again to open his eyes and this time he was successful. He was in a hospital room and it appeared he was in traction and. At times both in front and in back she was pulled into contact with her partner as they simulated a familiar and highly intimate and passionate suggestive innuendo. Her smoldering eyes reflected her intrigue and excited consideration.Believe me when I tell you nobody was more shocked than me to discover the awesome vivid impact of observing other men hitting on my wife, now touching and caressing her, as she offered no longer subtle, but encouraging signs that she just possibly could be. ” Lets not forget that to this point I hadn’t fingered a chick much less seen a vagina. My only experience was what I saw online and some crude jokes my dad and his mates made when they were drunk one weekend.I slid closer to Em on the couch. I moved my right hand to her exposed tummy. We both jumped a little when I touched her. My head was swimming. Slowly I made little circles down past her belly button. At her waistband I stopped, and didn’t know if I should go over or under her pants. Em.