Our sex life which once was twice a day and at least 4 times a day on the weekends has dwindled down to barely twice a month! We get in a quickie eve...y now and again, which I don’t count, but we have not FUCKED in a while.Jacob and the kids are my whole world! I know he adores me, is faithful and will do anything for our family so this is why I am so disgusted with myself for what I did and continue to do. This is my story:**************************************As I’m standing in the bathroom. "In a fearful dash I brought the heavy trays out to the van one at a time,as he watched me from inside the building. I was sure that I'd die ofembarrassment if I was seen publicly wearing the things I had on, thatscreaming fear inside me overwhelming all thought of the obviously stolengoods that I was now being forced to handle for him.The stores door was closed before I even got into the van and he wasnowhere to be seen. I drove then, as quickly as I could. I had a fairidea of where the. . yeaaa.. .” and with that I released my load . I came out of the washroom and her assets swinging were coming again and again in front of my eyes. At night, i jerked off again thinking about her assets. It went on like this for 3-4 days after which i received a call from her . She had asked me to come over her place because she had some doubts.I went and found that no one was there at her place except her. I asked where everyone has gone. She told me that they all have to leave urgently. She’s smiling at me, and I smile back. “Remind me,” I say. “How do you prefer to be fucked?”Pet smiles, remembering. “From behind,” she says.“So what do you want from me?”The woman doesn’t answer. Instead she eases her body round, swinging her legs over the edge of the table. She drops to the floor, then sinks lower, coming down on all fours in the middle of the kitchen floor. Looking back over her shoulder she smiles invitingly.Now that she’s lost any semblance of respectability or nerves, I.