I took my time, kissing her all over. She broke away looking enough to open the top drawer of the dresser. “I need you in me now,” she said, frant...cally. A condom was pressed into my right hand. I took it, wasting no time getting it on. Heather had positioned herself on the bed, watching as I put on the condom. I climbed on top of her. My cock naturally positioning itself at her entrance. I didn't thrust right in though. I gave her a long make out session first, during which she started to. But after swimming she went into men locker room again! She took her time also in hot tub and sauna, now, of course, without a swimsuit. There was not much people in pool this particular day and I decided to follow her to sauna and talk a little. I entered and she was sitting at upper seat on the tailor-term position. I was really shy and said: May I ask something? Of course, she said. After some conversation I got to know, that her father asked some years ago, whether she wants to continue. She quickly got out of bed, shrugged herself back into her nightgown, twisted her hair back into a bun and put on her nightcap, then slipped quietly out my door, as silent as the shadows dancing in the flickering candle light.I lay there thinking about what had just happened, relishing the sensations she had given to me. Somewhere along the way I fell into a deep and untroubled sleep. I awoke to the sound of pots and pans. I got out of bed and dressed quickly, my breath a fog as I exhaled into. " "What are you talking about?" "The other night remember what you said? How did it go 'one wearsthe pants and the other wears what?" "A dress! But I'm not the one to wear the dress, you are." "What do they say about the one who makes all the decisions in arelationship? What do they say that person wears?" "They say that person wears the pants. What does that have to dowith things?" "We have lived here for seven years. It was my decision to buythis house. It was even my decision to buy.