I provide opinions for smart arses who want to sail close the wind. Steph thought I should be more glamorous but Tax isn’t sexy, it’s just very we...l paid. Before Steph, my life was simple. I worked, I walked my dogs. Winters were for ski-ing holidays in Cervinia and summers were spent in Scotland or the Isles. She was right, I was, am, predictable. But there is comfort in certainty. Steph changed all that. In Steph’s mind, summers were to be spent at House Parties in Tuscany. Ski-ing was to be. It at least makes me feel better. As the night gets late I turn off my tree lights. I notice the baby’s first Christmas ornament catches a ray of light from somewhere. I sadly walked up to the bedroom and prayed I wouldn’t even wake up the next day. Well, Christmas Eve has arrived. With a fresh 4” blanket of snow it looks like a Norma Rockwell painting outside. I try to occupy my time. I call mom and dad and they even offer to fly in. I love them for their kindness but I must get passed this. I knew I was overthinking it. Maybe, maybe not. So I cleared my eyes and jumped into the shower. Shower is the place I feel at peace with no thoughts but just the sound of water. But I noticed something. I didn’t lock the door. I usually do. Is this my subconscious telling me to finally accept the fact that I want him? I don’t know. I heard a knock on the door. “Do you need to pee again?” “No, I’m going out for a walk. Do you need something?” Okay, this is just a normal situation. No need to. Caroline groaned into Nickis fanny and Nicki groaned into her gag. Again I got into a rhythm, this time fucking my wifes cunt as she licked and fingered our friends cunt. After only a few minutes we were all close to coming. Nicki started the chain reaction, screaming through the gag and pulling against the handcuffs and ropes, Caroline followed and then it was my turn. I quickly pulled out of Caroline, pushed her to one side and knelt against her head. A couple of quick handstrokes and I came.