I slept after long time with my palm on her boob, I did not dare to squeeze or something else. Next day nothing much happened, that night she also she...slept next to me. Even on that night I put my palm on her boob and pressed them very delicately no response from her. I thought she might be in deep sleep, so didn’t notice, gathered some more courage and pressed a little bit harder, I was doing the same for a week, got bored of it and badly wanted to touch her bare boobs. That night she was. We spent Friday evening talking about our fantasies. I asked Cindy if she ever thought about sex with someone else and finally she admitted she did. I told her how I thought it would be hot. She told me there was no way I was having sex with another woman. Saturday morning I had to do some work and didn’t get home ‘til about 1PM and just as I put my arms around my wife the phone rang. It was work, one of the tenants had lost electrical power. Cindy suggested she just go with me so we could. I mean she was out of it." But when she came to, the first words out of her mouth was she had to pee. I carried her in the bathroom and she really did have to pee. Then I carried her downstairs and laid her on the couch, but she had to sit up and drink some coffee with us. Within a half hour we were putting on our boots and headed for the barn. Just like you were, she's a stubborn girl and insisted she had to go to the barn and help with chores. I stayed here this morning and did some of the. What guy ever is? I thought to myself. Damn, only half a minute that time! Maybe I should go over a little early and see if she needs help with zipping up her dress? I thought chuckling. She would see through that in a heartbeat and probably send me away for being too early. Women never seemed to be early and knowing her, she would happily torture me by taking even more time while she saw me squirm.I sighed and logged onto my computer and checked for non-existing emails. I played a hand of.