"Twelve minutes," he said. "See, no problem at all." Easy for you to say," Jane muttered in reply, "you don't have to get up right away." She rolled o...er onto her back and continued, "Even my teeth are tingling. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to actually get up and get ready for work."After a minute or two, Jane finally managed to will herself to get up and prepare. Kevin lay in bed watching her rush through her morning routine.When she was finally all cleaned up and ready for work, she said,. That'll take a little background.I've had a terrific life except for one event. Several years ago, my wife and little girl were killed in a car accident when a drunk driver ran his pickup truck directly into them at what the police estimate was over eighty miles an hour. She was traveling at about forty. So, in an instant, my life changed drastically.It was about a year and a half until I met Joanne at a local business meeting and quickly began dating this very attractive young thirty-something. At fixing things!” I sit beside him on the couch. “What did you think I meant?” “Well,“ he laughs, “my wife says I’m good at many things.” “I’m sure you are. Especially when you have all the right tools.” Frank smiles and lets his stare drop to my barely concealed tits. “Won’t Marcie be worried that you’re not home yet?” “No, she’s gone out shopping for the afternoon.” “Oh, so we have some time to,” I pause, “chat.” Frank sets his glass on the coffee table and leans back on the couch,. She kissed me softly. “I love you,” she said simply. I smiled. All those weeks of hate slipped from me as my hands stroked her back. “I love you.” She stepped back and pulled me into the room. It was quite a bit bigger than her old one. It was lighter, decorated with an all culture twist that was uniquely hers. We walked into her bedroom and I was disappointed in not seeing the fountain in the corner but I didn’t have the chance to contemplate it because she pushed me to the bed and straddled.