“Wow this place looks and smells great,” Amy exclaimed. “Thanks, I thought you would be pleased,” I said, with a smile. “I usually take a ...uick shower before Drew and the kids get home. Do you want to watch?” Amy said sexily. “Of course I do,” I said, following her to her master bathroom. Amy peeled off her business suit and tossed it on the bed. Her creamy white skin was accented by her matching red thong panties and red bra. Her swollen tits sagged a bit as she released them from the. It was pleasant and easy, but hardly mind-blowing.Afterward, we talked. In college, sex had been the prelude to some of our deepest conversations. I suppose, in our own way, Dolores and I loved each other, but neither was what the other wanted in a spouse."So, Gary, am I as good as your ex?" Dolores had always asked these kinds of loaded questions, only from her, they weren't the trap they had been when my wife asked them. Still, one does answer such questions carefully."I've always been honest. She looked up at me with the most gorgeous eyes in the Universe and gave me a world class smile. I kissed her sweet lips. Have I mentioned I’m crazy about her? I whispered to her, “Hello, Sleepyhead, how are you feeling now?” I began to realize I’d created a monster when she shoved me over, moved atop me and said, “Your wife is horny again, Mr. Wilson. Perhaps you could do something about that?” With that she reached behind her and grasped my prick. She began stroking me, and within two strokes. We were seated in one of the booths in the back of the restaurant and had placed our orders when I decided I wanted to find out more about Ellen.I asked her what her sexual preferences were. When she discovered she was submissive, and had she acted on anything.Ellen told me she was ambivalent about her preferences, since she had experiences with both men and women, although they were experimental in ways. She had never "submitted" to a person, since she had never found the right person to.