She didn’t look truly young and beautiful with her eyelids closed but she was relaxed and resting and in my bed.That was enough for me.I would be th... first one to admit that I didn’t hold with all this younger generation looseness about cheating and shacking up with anyone for a one-night stand. I knew my mom was certainly not a nun or a Saint after we lost my dad but I figured she had her right to choose what she wanted to do from those other married couples that resented the fact she was. I take your hand and lead you around the huge overstuffed sofa, past the coffee table and remove your coat, gently placing it in the chair off to the side. As I lead you down toward the floor, you kiss me all around my mouth, hot, deeply passionate, lost in the warmth of the fire and the scents that fill your head. You suddenly discover that I have laid you down in front of the fireplace and on top of the softest sheepskin you have ever felt. The floor is recessed and under the skins are large. And I still wasn’t hard.Kris asked my wife what was wrong. My wife was silent. Kris asked her again, but this time with a strong, powerful tone. Once again, my wife can’t disappoint, so she whispers, “Things aren’t working out.” As my wife was on my face, I could hear Kevin chuckling. So Kris asks my wife again, “What’s wrong?” My wife tried to save my face and gave her some bullshit answer. But Kris asks for specifics and my wife says she doesn’t know. Then Kris replied that she did know by. " What things?" she asked while walking towards the door and ripping the paper off the package."Just some things I wanted to do to unwind before I have to start the job tomorrow." Let me see." She mused while walking through the door. "Something to relax ... Well, I know you don't drink much so you aren't going to hang one on so you must be planning on getting laid." Jesus Vicky. I don't mess around on Kit. "I stammered."Oh lighten up" She grinned as she poured coffee for us. "Everyone, and.