Switched off Lap top at 3 in the morning and reached the bed where my wife sleeping. I was very much aroused and started rubbing her breasts and almos... woke her up from her sleep and I had sex with her without much of foreplay. My wife was surprised at my odd kind of behaviour and asked for the reason and I bluffed that I watched some hot songs on TV.This repeated for a few days and I kept on reading the couple sex stores, though initially I was disgusted with the content as they mostly talked. His eyes returned to hers. She bit her lip, feeling her nipple stiffen at the contact, looking deep into his gaze.He lightly pinched her nipple, tugging it ever so slightly, his eyes staring down into hers. Mouth open she gasped, returning his stare. Releasing her nipple he circled it with his thumb and gently raised her head to lean down and kiss her softly. She breathed out, tension partly released, and kissed back, the softness warming her insides.Breaking the kiss he continued to look down. I bent down and kissed her cheek and whispered,I'm going for a piss; don't go away. Love you." And I slid off the bed and ducked outside.Once again we were parked up at an idyllic spot and the only sounds to be heard were being made by the birds and the stream. And I stood there, holding my cock, pissing happily, I wished that life could stay like this forever, as I felt more content than ever before. When I went back inside Mum had her face pressed to Wendy's and they were kissing. The symbol of her paralyzed self. And eventually the muscles would wither and shrink, the nice curves vanishing completely. The door of the nurse’s room was closed; there was no one to be seen around. Simon slipped into ward 8 and cautiously closed the door. Moonlight was bathing the girl’s calm face with yellowish light. Her full lips were slightly parted, her white even teeth gleaming underneath. Absolute sleeping beauty. Simon looked at his hands that, to his surprise, were trembling.