Then we got going to the theater and saw South Pacific. Boy, the sets and costumes were fantastic! ” “Sounds like a good time,” I said. “Yes...it was. But it got a little awkward when we got back to the apartment.” “Oh, why is that?” I asked. “When we got back, we smoked and drank some more and got really toasted. Then Brad went to the bathroom and, well,” Madeline looked down at the floor, “John kissed me.” “Really?” I said, not knowing whether to be jealous after all it was her ex and she. The thought was so lodged in her mind that she paused on her way into the shower to clean up and dropped down to the fluffy white carpet in a familiar “doggy-style” position waiting for the two Dobermans to give her a nice morning wake-up. Harry mounted her from the rear and he put one big front paw on the back of her neck to keep her head down on top of the carpet. His hardness slid inside her with a nice little pop that reminded her of her first time in a drive-in movie and the acne afflicted. That allowed my mind to wonder about a resemblance between the girl reporter and Beverley. Same auburn hair framing an oval face, greenish eyes, generous mouth. But jeans, tee-shirt, denim jacket put an end to the comparison when I remembered Beverley walking in to be interviewed for a job as my PA. Understated dark business suit, skirt only an inch two short, showing off legs that would have had any man wondering – what if? Compact bottom. Full breasts. None of that was the reason why Beverley. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of their second-story bedroom, they could hear the waves of the Pacific rolling into the white sandy shore below and beyond.Despite having been married for more than two decades, their love for each other remained strong and deep; their sex life still spicy and imaginative. She adored him, truly.Laying behind her, Blake slowly drew his hand along the arc of her narrow waist, up over her wide matronly hips, before tenderly sweeping her long dark hair behind.