Cyndi stopped. "How did this happen?" she asked.Mike smiled indulgently, reciting as though a child should learn by the time they are eight. "The huma... condition can be defined as the sum of all the choices we have made in our lives," Mike said quietly. Cyndi looked at him quizzically. "Rich people are rich because of the choices they have made. People who are happy are happy because of the choices they have made in their lives. People who are angry are angry because of the choices they have. She turned and started to unbutton his shirt and slid it off his arms. She then took the zip in her hand and slowly lowered it and pushed his jeans down his legs, he just stepped out of them and left them on the floor. He stood there in just his boxers. “Now it’s my turn Mom. I want to undress you. There isn’t much to take off but I want to do the honours.” He kissed her gently as his slipped his hands around her back and undid the bra. He slowly slid the straps over her arms so that he could. . We met on line. I was lonely, bored, and looking for a little adventure. I'd been single for much too long, and needed release. You were married, but things had gotten stale. You still loved your husband, but things had gotten boring over the course of your marriage. Your husband had often talked about inviting another woman into your relationship. You pretended to be hesitant, but secretly, the thought excited you. You had never been with another woman, but had become curious. So together. . oh, never mind." Paul looked inquisitive."What?" Oh, it's nothing. I really shouldn't say anything." It's O.K. Honey. I mean, you don't have to tell me, but you can if you want. After all we've been through, I don't think we have any place for secrets anymore. Maybe a little privacy, but no secrets. So, go ahead." Well, O.K. I was just wondering, Paul ... now keep in mind, this is still kind of awkward. We haven't talked much about this outside of the bedroom..." Paul looked patiently at.