In my room my wife calls to ask about today and let me know about sick k**s and she is happy I stayed shame she couldn't wait usual FAM drama, Knock k...ock knock on the door "give me a min hun the door" on approach "its OK I can phone later" answering my cock swells whispering wife H enters and sits at the edge of the bed, "just room service hun never had much lunch or dinner" a devilish smile crosse's the sexy red lips in front of me "oh if you were here we would be eating desert " I answer. We kissed for quite a while, my heart was beating fast and my cock was throbbing between us. I was trying not to push up to hard against her but her hands started to explore my back, one hand went under my top and up my back and the other went down my trousers and clamped around my ass cheek and she pulled me tightly into her. We kissed passionately and my hands explored her tight firm body and ended up in a similar place as her hands were on me. The hand I had in her trousers had its fingers. You have no control over other drivers and you are exposed." Yes," I conceded, "but it's a risk that I minimize by always using protective clothing and equipment and it's a risk I'm comfortable with taking. You have no control over anything but yourself and sometimes not even then if you slip, or step off a sidewalk into the path of a car. You also can't rule out slipping and seriously injuring yourself in the snow or on ice or in the bathtub. You get dinged and you carry on." Ok, but that. Her left boob sported a nametag that said "Toni."I walked back towards her and she pointed me toward a swivel chair. I sat down, laying my glasses on the counter by the wall mirror. She asked what kind of cut I wanted and I described my usual uncomplicated needs.She picked up the clippers and started to work. I have always been most appreciative of female barbers who do 'close' work... cut my hair while rubbing against my body, even if it was just my elbows. The way she started she didn't even.