My sex life was mainly one of masturbation, and that was just fine.When she was twelve, she got very sick from the flu, and I had to bath and dress he..., and noted her body was maturing very well. Chelsea had an athletic figure; she was short, but muscular, like a gymnast, and had a cute, firm butt, muscular arms and legs, and her breasts were already beginning to develop nicely. I took her to the store and had one of the ladies fit her for bras, and it seemed like every six months, we had to. And then he would lower himself back onto my full length as I slid my hand back down the full length of him. In this position I could appreciate just how fantastic his cock was. In this position it seemed so much bigger and thicker than mine, so straight and so fucking hard. We started to move quicker. As his arse bobbed faster so I began to wank him off quicker. Pretty soon we were moaning heavily as we headed towards orgasm. I felt my self losing control and my cum shooting up my cock and. “Yeah,” you say sitting up. “I have to admit, the spark seems to be relit.” “But didn’t I make you jealous?” she asks looking up at you innocently. “Yes, of course. But I guess that’s part of the spice,” you say awkwardly. Your wife thinks this over for a moment. “I saw you looking at Jenny’s body last night, you know,” she says. “Well, yeah, I looked,” you admit. “Did you get turned on?” she asks, looking at you curiously. “Um, no?” you say with a furrowed brow. She laughs lightly and slaps. " Why'd you do it then?"I started to give my reasons—that Shelly was so sexy, that her teasing was hard to resist, etc.—but I realized that I was deflecting blame and throwing it all on Shelly. Mom was doing that for me; I didn't need to help."Because I'm a stupid walking erection with more hormones than brains," I sighed, "And because I'm a selfish prick who doesn't think about how his actions hurt those around him."Cassie took my hand and pulled me down to sit on the porch steps beside.