Here is where I really started breaking my rules. The kiss in the hallway took my breath away. We stumbled down the hallway, and fell into my bed. Ou... fire was ferocious! We were pawing at each other, trying to peel each others clothes off. We dove immediately into hot, torrid, desperate love making. Our bodies writhed against each other, as I moved in and out of her. Our sweat mingled, and we could not catch our breath. The euphoria seemed to last forever. She felt so good. She was so wet, so. The people were really nice and man could they drink. Jim is the best that I had ever seen at quantity consumed and being able to hold his liquor but those Aussies could drink him under the table and that was only the women. When we got home we were back in construction and drinking every night and fucking as often as we could.I had turned to talk to Jim after Ray went to the other end of the bar when the old man came up. He was very polite and said that he and his wife had noticed us many. He asked “What else did your grandma tell you?” I swam over and stopped in between his legs and cross my arms on his lap. I keep my eyes fixed on his impressive bulge. “Ummm . . . well I remember her telling me to never trust anyone that doesn’t look into your eyes, when you’re speaking. Hahahaha it’s kinda silly right?” I look up and find him staring directly into my eyes. It seems like he’s looking for something, inside of me. He leans down into me and I close the distance. Another amazing. Once she asked me if I wanted to wear her panties and bra during sex, which I thought was pretty weird, so I declined that offer. I should have realized then that my prudish wife had thoughts of playing the man during sex, but that thought never entered my mind. Knowing what I know about her now, I would take her up on that offer in an instant. She had always preferred for me to make love to her and for me to take the dominant roll. This worked fine for me, and I was normally satisfied with our.