“Salad is better for you,” I urged.“I could go for some chips,” Fritz agreed.Mom kept them for everyone else, but I tried not to eat them very...often. I’d been addicted when I was younger. I went to the pantry and came back with a bag. They gave me their salads.“How are you going to manage both LA and our trip to Cuba?” I asked.“We’ve been able to expand with adding you as a client. You know Jane and Flo. They will work as primaries for Rita and Halle. We’ve added some additional people I’ll. He replied back saying that he saying should we rather make it for Monday then and that he would then put in a days leave so that we could spend most of the day together.I replied back saying that it would be a better idea and that he must just confirm with me over the weekend that all would be in plan. The rest of the day went by and that Wednesday night after putting my daughter to bed I found myself laying in bed myself thinking about seeing Gavin. I became rather horny thinking about his. He lifted up his face to stare at the wall when his whole body went tight as he came. Once he was spent, he peeled himself off of me. I felt his jizz slide down stickily with my own juices against my thighs. He looked at me, and I almost wept through another orgasm, knowing this is what joy felt like, or love, or something deep and meaningful. His gaze looked tired, but content. Satiated. I took pride knowing that I gave him that look, that he had that look from knowing my body. “Feel better?”. I watched intensely, then I moved toward you, my hard cock sticking up and out toward you as I approached you. I told you "Arch your back, stick your tits out, NOW!" You did, and I began to lightly pinch your nipples, pulling them out, stretching them, twisting them, squeezing them, feeling them get erect and hard in between my fingers. I asked You, "Do you like that, does it feel good?" You answered me by saying "ohhhhh yesss." I suddenly squeezed your nipples very hard, and said "YES WHAT?".