I was alone and she wept on my shoulders.I consoled, told her not toweep.this is the time when you can show him that you are not weak teach your husba...d a lesson.In between my hand took her face and I kissed tears on her face first.Later when she did not object I kissed softly on her lips, took her in my arms.Hesitatingly she responded and kissing became passionate as our tongues started exploring each others. I took cotrol of her by taking out her boobs from her blouse and started sucking them. I gently hugged her to me and cradled her head as she lay sobbing with relief. She had achieved the solution to her greatest fear; lack of control during lovemaking.I gently lifted her shoulders and looked into her contented smile as her gorgeous hair cascaded over my breasts. It tickled my nipples as she gently nodded her head. Words weren't necessary to convey the love and gratitude that Jenny had for me then.The other three had been surreptitiously watching our activities whilst pretending. He traced his fingers along the leg of her panties until he felt the heat from her pussy through her panties. Then she felt him slip his fingers in through the leg of her panties. She was breathing heavily and she willed her hands to push his hand away. His fingers were hard and they knew right where to go.She gasp when his finger hit her hard clit. She realized that that her pussy was really wet as he slid his fingers down between her pussy lips. It was as if her pussy had a mind of it’s. I still have the house. It is still decorated for Christmas and always will be. There is a tree in the corner with baubles and lights. Underneath the tree are presents. Garland is strung up and down the stairwell. Stockings are hung by the fireplace that is as cold and dark as my heart. Sitting in my favorite chair I look up on the wall to the painting we had commissioned on our eighth Wedding Anniversary, a portrait of my wife Francis holding our newborn twin daughters Alexis and Amanda. That.