"Two sugars. One cream. That's how he takes it," she announced."Good thing to know," Mom said. "How your husband takes his coffee. And it doesn't hurt...to bring it to him from time to time."Dad didn't miss that comment. "And turnabout is fair play." See," Kim said, "Share. Not fifty-fifty. Both give a hundred percent." Marry her, Timothy," Mom said. She used my formal name. That's shorthand for 'I'm serious.'"Saturday before Thanksgiving, he's gonna," Kim said. "It's not gonna be a big deal, not. Our sex life was on hold, while we came to terms with what we had done. Until one evening, after a couple glasses of wine."Ann, can we talk about what happened with Alex?" I guess," she responded quietly looking embarrassed."Well, how do you feel about it," I asked."I loved it. He fucked me like I have never been fucked in my whole life," she almost whispered."Do you want it to happen again?" God forgive me, but yes I want it again. I love you and don't want to endanger that. But I want his. Wow.. what a feeling.. it just tastes like anything.. suck entire honey out it.. and move to boobs.. pour some honey on her milky heavy boobs and not wasted a drop to lick all over the boobs.. both boobs wet with honey and sucking them .. boobs taste wow with honey..moved towards her lips and now honey lips and she is moaning and sucking her lips and sucked all the honey… not left chubby cheeks and poured the honey and licked it.. removed the saree and asked me to stand in front of her.. she. "I can see you're pleased to see my friend and her maid; you'll serve both of them in different ways later." The woman who now strode across the drive to the front steps was every inch as formidable as Blanche. She was also middle-aged and very shapely; wickedly buxom and clad in tight black leather leggings which hugged the contours of her thighs, mound and superbly round cheeks, her leg muscles taught and slender, accentuated by spikey black ankle boots with ornate spurs. Her full breasts.