Y-you think I-I could really keep her by..." Of course you can sweetie. Don't fight being what you are in this situation. You're her wimp husband. ...ou love her. She loves you and wants your love as only a wimpy husband can do so. That's your secret and your strength to her dear. Now go save your marriage and keep your wife from possibly from leaving you."I kissed mom and thanked her for her advice before I left for home. On the way home I thought over every word of her advice and. Argh, Will, snap out of it already! I need to get his attention somehow. A distraction or—“Thanks so much for your patience,” Martin said, bustling over with a tray held high over his head, a folding table hanging off his arm. He set up the table next to their booth, placing the tray on top of it. “To start you off,” he continued, gesturing to the quartet of plates he’d carried over before starting to set them in front of each of the diners, “the chef has prepared a yellowtail sashimi with. Our hands found each others and this added to our physical communication. After dinner, we covered ourselves with a blanket and settled down for the 12 hour flight. You laid your head on my shoulder and I put my arm around you. I kissed your hair and it smelled so nice from the shampoo. You moved closer and laid a leg over my lap. My hands caressed your beautiful legs and took off your shoe and rubbed your foot. You moaned and this caused me to become aroused. I know you sensed it for your leg. In turn, he slipped his hand between her legs and circled her hard clit with a finger. It was a mutual thing. Another female now stood in front of Cheryl Lynn. She was short and skinny and her dark brown hair complimented the landing strip that led to a perfect fold between her legs. She had no breasts, just puffy nipples that formed tiny mounds. It was the first time Cheryl Lynn had seen a woman over twenty with a flat chest. It did not take away from her femininity any. Cheryl Lynn could see.