“I love you Mindy, don’t leave me again ever.” “Let’s talk about it over dinner Aaron, there are a lot of things we missed.”In the back of...my mind, I didn’t know who this kid might be, would this be her nephew, would this be a son she had with another person, would she be married to someone else?We went to dinner with little Aaron, and she told me that she came to the expo for the research she did at the university, and it was a trip to let little Aaron explore. She had Aaron 8 months after. He pulled a chair up at the table and sat, waiting for her to finish her task. ‘What’s your wife like?’ she asked as she joined him at the table. ‘Amelia?’ he said, mildly surprised at the question, but not reluctant to answer her. ‘She’s a good wife.’ She turned this over in her mind for a moment before shaking her head. ‘That’s not enough. Everyone would be a good wife to someone. What’s special about her? What’s she like?’ Hester nodded, thinking about his wife for a moment. ‘She’s much. "Part of me wanted that. I was feeling extremely horny. Even though I'd masturbated the night before, I was already feeling the need to do so again---and yet, I decided to hold off on that. There was always something so incredibly exhilarating to be in growing need of sexual release, but not doing anything to relieve myself of that desire. It was an ache, even something like an itch, that you can't quite satisfy, that keeps prodding you to find release. Trigger. Behavior. Reward. Repeat. There. His hands were running up and down my back, occasionally stop atmy ass to give it a soft and sensuous squeeze. I sat up, ridinghis hip thrusts, throwing my head back and forth so that my hairwould fly dramatically across my face. His hand shot up to feelmy breast, but I caught it and enclosed my sweet lips around hisfinger. I smiled and moaned as I sucked his finger."Jack," I said, removing his hand from my mouth. "Do you wantme?" Oh, God I want you." How bad do you want me?" I want you more.