While I wasn’t completely sure I was going to have sex that night, it seemed pretty likely. Marina wouldn’t leave the station until after the 6:00...broadcast, at 6:30. I had time to go home and change, then meet her at her apartment. She gave me the address before I left.“How was work, honey?” asked Mom when I came in the door.“The same. One of the drivers was out today, so I got to drive a camera crew around this morning,” I announced. It had been pretty cool, even if I just drove around a. ”“‘S neat.”“It is.”That was before we were married, of course, and I couldn’t just fall into his arms and kiss him and tell him how wonderful he makes me feel. Not any more. I fingered that new ring. He’s mine.It was a pretty day for the drive, at least as long as you didn’t have to get out in the heat of late summer and move around much. Bill and I spend many a late afternoon under the tree in his yard – Oops! OUR yard, now – just reading or playing chess, but if we were doing yard work, it. I heard the taxi honking for my husband. "Well I better go now," he said grabbing his suitcase and giving me a very quick kiss on the cheek.I stopped him and pulled him towards me. "That's all the kiss I get? How about a long wet kiss like you used to give me?"Michael rolled his eyes. "Oh Kristen, I don't have time for all this. I've got to go honey."I nodded and watched him leave. I didn't bother to go downstairs. I looked out the window from our room and saw him get in the cab and take off. I. She was shorter than me, with an oval face that had interesting planes and a sharp nose. It was an expressive face, more than I realized during our games. While she wasn’t as built as Julie Dryman, she was a solid C-cup being supported by a thin bra, her dark aureoles visible through the bra cups. She sat straight up during my brief examination. I didn’t find her overly distracting, but the very idea was a little disconcerting. However, I was committed and I rarely back down from a challenge.