" So I take it you are not interested in going back to that line of work," Amy said grabbing some cups and bringing the coffee pot to the table, "a li...tle coffee to help you think?" Yes, please," Laura said smiling, and in no way trying to hide her fascination with Amy's boobs or her hairless pussy, "and no, fashion designing just doesn't interest me anymore at this time."Amy poured Laura some coffee and then sat directly opposite her with her legs parted; Laura could smell Amy's beautiful. Amanda steeled herself to say the words. "Brent, I want you to do this. I want this for you. You deserve it. I fell in love with you the moment we met. I knew we were going to be together forever ... But I know you miss being intimate. I do. I miss it because I'll never be that way with anyone again. But you ... but you can. And you should. I want you to do this." I ... I don't know if I can," he whispered.She wheeled herself over to the couch. With great exertion, she lifted herself from the. On my way to the living room I passed through the kitchen and retrieved the ice bucket with the bottle of champagne chilling in it from the refrigerator, and two long stemmed champagne glasses. I also took a Viagra.Danni came into the room a few minutes later looking like the radiant sunshine I knew she would when I picked out the outfit. The gown came down to just above her pubes and the garter belt suspenders framed her sexually excited pussy. She had put her hair into two pigtails.Her mother. Every other time, I'm Mac.So Maggie had just told me that we needed to talk. I tensed up immediately, since EVERY GUY ON EARTH knows what those four words mean when strung together in a sentence. We know it and fear it. "We need to talk" has been the forerunner of break-ups and Divorces since the dawn of time.So it was with a sense of impending doom that I sat down at he table and looked at her. I knew my world was about to come crumbling down around me. 10 years together. 8 of those happily.