Damn it! What does a man have to do around here to get laid! The real problem for the poor chap is that through it all, he loves her. He loves her ind...pendence. He loves her quirky smile and the way she handles their social calendar. He loves the way she brings her woman’s intuition to the decisions they make and yet can still thoughtfully consider, discuss and understand a reasoned, logical argument. He loves the way she can sense the mood changes in the kids and knows when they are about to. I longed for it so badly. Now the day had come.She licked my outer labia. She nursed my inner labia. She sucked on my clit. I came incredibly quickly. When my mum pulled her face up, I saw her mouth glistening with my juice. I pulled her face closer. We proceeded to make out. I loved the feeling of tasting my own juice. We played with our tongues. It was so much fun.I decided that I should repay the favour. I took her into the kitchen and sat her on the bench and spread her legs apart. I ate. “Remember, she approached me a while ago - when all this began to look possible. If she hasn’t talked to you yet, maybe she isn’t all that interested.”“The hell she isn’t!” Gillian sat up and looked him in the eyes. “With those calf eyes following you around? Tomorrow, I’m going to corner her cute tushie and lick her stupid. Wanna bet on whether you have a second wife by dinner time?”She did and he did.It started after breakfast when Gillian went to Marjorie’s office, and finding it empty, she. Having arrived as late as was possible, without actuallybeing late, we were in an overflow car park on the school's playingfields. From the amount of cars it was going to be a packed event -from the rain we'd had the last few days I knew the grass would make myheels inelegant."We don't have to go in, we can go - get a curry or something, watch afilm." We'd done that quite a lot since my husband had left us."I'm not hiding any more." There was grit in her words - steel. Overthe last few months.