I guess I had become secure in ourrelationship. He had given me no reason whatsoever to doubt him. Butthen I thought about it, and added, "Why?"The ...aitress put our drinks down.Lance offered a toast, "To us!"I acknowledged it, but immediately added, "Now please, what is it?" What we're about to discuss has ruined relationships, so I'm concerned,"he said, not the sort of thing one ever heard from Lance, a natural risk-taker as much as I was a natural scaredy cat."Go for it, my darling. You. My allowance would remain at $20.00 per week."I'd have continued being frustrated and discouraged, except for a singular stroke of good fortune. My Uncle Frank asked me if I knew anyone willing to cart off two derelict cars he'd purchased several years before. He'd bought them with the idea of switching out the engine and tranny on one, over to the other, to make one running automobile. He told me that he'd never had the time to get around to doing it, and now my Aunt Cleo (short for Cleopatra). A few hours later I was slowly waking feeling the sun warming my naked body, my cock was being wanked slowly by my wife, she was sat on the edge of the bed facing the open balcony doors, we were on the 3rd floor and we could be seen from the apartments in the opposite block. I moved my arm around her waist towards her pussy, she stopped me and said I cant yet love sorry I feel very tender from the six fucks last night plus all the other things we did, let me wank you , I'll wait till you want. They were tight, too, the straps, I mean. Pulled taut like rubber bands all the way down to where they met in the hopes of covering my clean shaven pussy. I knew I had a pussy because I could see my coral labia folding around the crotch of my swimsuit, if crotch it could be called. The stretchy material dipped between my cheeks and across my rosy anus, turning upward and splitting apart at the small of my back to arrive once more at my shoulders."I must be dreaming!" I decided, but the words.