Making out that women were not that much of a mystery and a (false) air of confidence and the never to be seen pretend long term girlfriend in Chelten...am who I would visit on weekends and come back to work on the Monday with stories of Debauchery that would make the Headlines (if they were true.)Then, there was D. The new office manager, 34, divorced, slightly fuller figure but carried it in a way that said to the world "Iam a little big, so what, I am gorgeous!"She was living the good life. She got up early and helped my mom in the kitchen and my maid came. She came in to my room to collect the undies but I said I left them in the bath room as my sister is also staying in my room. Before she left she asked me did I see her closely. I said yes and my heart was pounding. She said seduce her and show her the kinky side of you. I said no way what if she does not like and complain to my parents. She smiled and left. I got dressed and left for college but my taughts were on her smooth. We pick a thing to do and leave our wedding rings at home. Basically anything goes which satisfies our sexual needs and that freedom has kept us tight as a couple.We met at a frat party. I heard that a couple of bedrooms upstairs were where some “action” was. I sipped on my latest beer as I waited in the shortest line, hearing the bed thumping and other noises louder and louder as I got closer to the open door. The room door was just ajar so I couldn’t see anything. Finally I was next and when. "You always know how to make me feel better."Her expression transitioned back over to serious."Promise me one thing," she went on, an imploring tone in her voice. "Please continue to talk to me the way you always have. It means so much to me. I want to hear everything that's going on in your life. Your troubles, your dreams, everything. Just promise me that." You got it, hon. Count on it. And I need you to do the same for me. Okay?" You bet." So, what do we do now, since we've officially broken.