As far as your lips are concerned they haven't stopped kissing me for quite sometime now.Your strong hands are fondling my boobs all over and then you...give a squeeze to them.You have no idea how crazy its getting between my legs I put my hands behind you and squeeze your ass.I had always admired your ass and have wanted to do it for long.I could feel you smile when i pressed your butt .Your fingers found my nipples and you twist them over my tanktop.The twisting of my nipples had all of my body. She might love me in some way, but the love of her life? He was in some apartment down town. She loved me like ... like I loved Paul. OH FUCK.That realization – that I was Paul in this marriage – that just totally pushed me over the edge. I just dissolved into tears. I'm not afraid to admit it. I wept for our marriage, for the fact that it was over. I wept for allowing it to happen, and not even seeing it as it happened. I wept for our children, because divorce was never easy on children –. "I think you deserve that!" She smiled at me and left.Two days later another of my regulars came in at the appointed time. This was Nicky, a younger girl with blonde hair and a fabulous figure. I always had trouble controlling myself when massaging Nicky so would often wear two pairs of briefs to be on the safe side! She always paid me in advance and this time nervously gave me the usual amount, together with an extra £10. I looked at her quizzically."Angela said it would be alright..." Nicky's. I didn't know where he was getting all this energy from. But all the extra physical activity was starting to show. We both had been in the habit of sleeping shirtless for the past few years, and we'd kept that habit here at the school. Lately I noticed his muscles were starting to fill out and develop. He seemed stronger. I was fascinated by the way his biceps and pecs were beginning to bulge even when he wasn't flexing them. I was also amazed at how fast his chest hair was growing in -- he had.