“Alex? Can you do a few more weeks?”“I don’t know. I really don’t know. I was so excited to see you tomorrow and now that you aren’t comin..., I don’t know.”“I understand. I was excited too.”“Yeah. I should get back to cleaning. Talk later?”“Of course. I love you.”“I love you too.”I hung up the phone and threw it on the ground. Great. Another couple of weeks of being alone. My mind and body can’t take this much longer. I haven’t been feeling well since Anthony left. Maybe I’m sick but I just feel. ‘Is he your boyfriend? Fiance? Husband?’ Michael asked. ‘At one point he was my fiance.’ ‘And now?’ ‘I guess he’s my boyfriend,’ she replied. Michael chuckled, ‘You guess?’ ‘He doesn’t much feel like it anymore. We live together and I share a bed with him when he’s around but there’s just nothing there anymore and he’s gone on business trips nearly every week.’ He nodded, ‘He support you?’ ‘As much as he can, I guess.’ ‘He doesn’t find it strange that you spend so much time in the music. Finally he gathered himself and with as much dignity as he could muster asked, "Martha, can Sheila stay in the guest room next to your bedroom until the wedding? I give you my word that neither I nor Sheila will do anything to shame your home." Of course she can," Martha said softly as she laid her hand on his arm again. She knew that sometime, good natured teasing could really hurt. "And I know you wouldn't bring shame to OUR home BB. This is your home as much as it's mine. You're our family. I was shocked , you mean you will do it I studered? She said yes and I plan on doing it while we are on vacation, but only if you will wear that bathing suit. I stripped naked and my cock was semi hard so it was hanging away from my body. My wife said you have no self control then she slapped it hard enough to hurt. I jumped and said ouch. I pulled the tight garment up my legs and just before Iit covered my provides my wife said hold up. She took my penis in her left hand and with her right.