.. we went for a drink after the meeting," Joan mumbled nervously. "Bonnie and I. Sorry." God, he was handsome. "Did you really miss me?" Always do, ...arling." Yes, she'd had a drink. More than one he could tell when she leaned over to kiss him. She sprawled easily and compliantly across his lap as their tongues meshed and he slid his hand under her sweater to cup one of her huge, soft breasts. Were young Julie's as firm as they looked in a sweater? Then, as his wife's thighs straddled his he. Likely he was going to die horribly. But maybe it would be quick instead of being buried alive in one of the Big Six accounting firms and slowly strangled in audits and meetings.The Destinator closed the switch.Barris flinched. Time, turned sideways, spread out in front of him like an Escher staircase. The incidents of his previous life moved awayfrom him like the steps and risers of a non-Euclidean escalator. Everything he had ever seen, felt or heard; thought, hoped or smelt, happened. Unable to take it any longer I grabbed her hips firmly enough to bruise, and slammed her down hard on top of me, skewering her like meat on a stick. She screamed then, her body going momentarily limp as she lost consciousness. A few slaps on her cheeks brought her tea green eyes fluttering back to life and she threw her head back in a low groan. I knew I had destroyed her hymen as my cock was covered in a light pink film mixing with our juices. Unable to catch her breath long enough to cry out,. At the Mall she could tell him to take the elevator, not the stairs, or to use his handicap tag in a parking lot to park closer for less walking, but as she was in the throes of orgasm and he was twisting him or her into some position she was not about to be THAT mothering. Making love and relieving the pressures of life through sexual satisfaction was still very much on the front burner of their lives. They had gone through long periods of not being able to sexually satisfy themselves yet.