This is a lot better than all right!"He continued to hold me and kiss me, but soon my need for him took over. I started to run my hands gently over hi... body, and he retaliated with his fingers, using that special featherlight touch of his. It was such exquisite torture, and I could tell I was having a similar effect on him! Soon we were joined, making up for lost time. It was so wonderful, so gloriously wonderful! We were very still for a while, as we rediscovered the delicious pleasure of. Well anyway, about this time she was devoting more time to work and climbing the corporate ladder, and so was I. More her than me. She wasn't into sex that much, by the time she would get to bed she was exhausted and would be out within a few minutes of hitting the bed.Being a guy, I needed to cum. Lets face it, all guys need to cum at a minimum of once a week or we get backed up. And if we don't get it, we beat off to relieve ourselves. If a guy is not getting sex and says he doesn't. This night, I was horny, and my wife was understandably tired and eight months along, and not in any mood for sex. Although I was excited about becoming a father again in less than a month, I was frustrated. I was horny and riled up with too much sexual energy to just fall asleep. As I lay there, eyes closed, I started to fantasize about my earlier days, back in my late teens, when I was almost as frustrated sexually as I was this evening.I had a "girlfriend" at that time, and she was. I could not get my mind away from what my wife might be purchasing right now…and what did she mean specialty store, was there a “big and tall” for women? I sat there with these thoughts racing around and half-heartedly paying attention to the baseball game on the tube when I heard the phone ring.“I am 10 minutes from the house, do what you were told.”“Yes ma’am.”I was shedding clothes like they were on fire as I ran up the steps to our bedroom…when the phone rang again.“Change of plans. Stay in.