I mean she had always been considerate when westarted dating, but once we married, she made a point of being sure I wasalways taking care of once I go... home. She didn't work, but kept thehouse nice and neat and fed me well. She was a good cook. She also madeit a point to make herself available for sex, at least once a week, evenif she wasn't particularly interested in it that night. I had to admitshe was a pretty old-fashioned girl. For example, she didn't insist butseemed to prefer I call her. “Have you missed Ted?” David asked his sister.“Yes, I must admit I have. You miss Michelle, don’t you?”“Yea ... I do,” he responded.“You know Davy, the intimacy that we’ve shared is great, but we both know it can’t last forever.”“I’ve been thinking about that as well. I think how proud I would be to say you are my girlfriend but can’t. I think I know now why Ted and Michelle may have done what they did,” David said.Laura looked at her brother telling him, “You know what we’ve shared is great, I. I did the same. She padded on down the hallway and we came to a door. Jennifer felt along the top of the door and came up with a key which unlocked the door."Shhhhh!"We crept into a room, not very big, and I followed her along, feeling for furniture and bumping into a table as I went."Shhhh!" she cautioned again. I rubbed my toe which I had stubbed against the table. She pulled me along and onto some sort of couch; a small couch which smelled of great age, but was soft and comfortable."Now we. I had a bulge in my pants that I couldn’t hide. “Here you go” she said as she came around the coffee table. She handed me a piece of her dessert, bending over again on purpose right next to me. “I hope you like it” she said in her sexy voice. “These are peanut butter chocolate brownies. They are my favorite dessert.”“I’m sure I’ll like them, they look delicious, and I can tell just by looking at them why they are your favorite dessert” I said. I picked one up and bit into it. It was.