She smiled to herself, damn; I'm not too bad for a forty-six year old mother with a daughter ready to graduate college.Helen thought about her husband...and realized that even with a less than perfect sex life that her marriage was basically a good one, twenty-three years of mostly marital bliss and a lot of love making, at least until Richard's heart attack. She had always been a highly sexed woman and she was use to making love two or three times a week — at a minimum. She smiled remembering. The wet sounds continued for a short while longer as her finger slid in and out of her hot pussy. Occasionally I would hear a muted gasp as her pillow absorbed the majority of her excitement.I became aware of my hand caressing my own breast; I hadn't realised I'd begun rhythmically squeezing the flesh in time with the woman's finger movements. One hand held the glass firmly in place against the wall while the other alternated between massaging my boobs and tweaking my nipples, perched at the. ’ ‘But she didn’t know that, she was under the impression that the love of her life was helping her out with an assignment.’ ‘Do you know, the more I talk with you, get to know you, the more that I come to realize that you are less and less like the man I thought you were. Why do you continue to hide behind the jock persona?’ ‘Because the person that I really am will not be as popular as the one that everyone thinks I am. I don’t crave the popularity that my reputation has generated, but it. Dheere dheere mere or husband ke beech me dooriya badhne lag gayi thi. Ab hum sirf formality ki bate hi karte the. Jhuthe haste the.Mere husband apne boss se bahut pareshan rahte the. Wo unpar kaam ka load bhi kafi dalta rahta tha. Mujhe bhi unke boss pe kafi gussa aata tha. Pura din kam karke rat ko wo thak jaya karte the. Or meri sex life disturb ho rahi thi, aakhir mai bhi ek aurat hi to hu.Ek bar mere husband ki bahut jyada tabiyat kharab huyi to unke boss ghar pe milne aaye. Maine unhe.