There was little conversation, most of our interchanges were about practical matters. There was a lot of silence.I did make some attempts to talk abou... the news on the TV. Her replies were monosyllabic, evasive or she left the room.Eventually I could stand it no longer.“You won’t talk, you sleep in another room,” I said. “This is not right. You are denying an essential part of married life. Why are you cutting yourself off like this?”“You don”t understand. It’s not easy for me after so. Her body arched to meet his, making him go harder and deeper. It was the first time he had ever done anything like this on his bike. It was such a erotic feeling that it made him thrust into her faster. He run his hands up under her shirt, tweaking and pinching her nipples. She moaned out in pleasure. This sent her emotions over the edge and made her explode on his hard rod. When he felt her body quiver from her orgasm her unloaded for the first time in months. It felt so good to shoot his hot. In the office, one person made Laura's life a misery. Debbie, MisterFaraday's daughter. The only reason she had a job, was because herfather was the boss. Laura couldn't think of enough adjectives todescribe her ineptness. People had moved on, rather than have to workwith her.Debbie sidled up to Laura's desk, "My, aren't we the perfect whore." Excuse me." Getting a car bought for you, we must be doing something." How dare you." Laura stood and glared at her. The thought ofjustifiable homicide. Spreading my legs wide as he knelt before my soaking wet pussy. “Can I say I haven’t seem a smooth pussy since my wife and I first dated”. Then he started teasing my thighs. His tongue tracing my stockings to my drenched pussy lips. His tongue tracing over them. Darting in an out of the folds. Sucking them into his lips. His tongue dove into my cunt. Sucking my clit as his finger slid in and out of my hole. I was in heaven. Gripping his head tight into me. Grinding my hips. Oh god he was.