He is a dud and has till date never given me the enjoyment a woman needs apart from just screwing me under the influence of alcohol and so were my two...children born. I am a simple hearted housewife and never had any illicit relationship with any male as I had resigned to my fate of being a wife of an incapable husband and so I spent most of my time in reading and watching movies. My husband was very career conscious so he had to travel quite a lot.But things were to change in my fate and it all. We are adults now, and I admit, the thought of him seeing me naked was a bit of a turn on. Keith: So there she was, sitting by the pool topless, her perfectly round breasts tanning in the sun. Then she started running her hands around her breasts slowly, like she was trying to turn herself on. I wonder what she was thinking. I felt my penis getting hard. She slowly moved her hands off her breasts and down her body, then between her legs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I tried to turn. Craig seemed to be trying not to smirk. He wasn’t succeeding. Well, he deserved to smirk.He had a dozen eggs in the refrigerator and the bacon seemed to have thawed out. She’d have to fix something besides sunny-side up eggs someday. What did they need for a western omelet?He brought her a cup of coffee and the Equal. She downed the coffee and began to feel even better.“You said once that if we had sex, I’d remember it,” she said. “Well, we did, and I remember it.” Coming was delightful, but. I ran my hands down her sides. Lingering for a second on the sides of her breasts before running my fingers over her abdomen and down to her hips. “Oh my Doris, there is so much more to you than I realized.”“What do you see? Tell me, what do you see?” She asked excitedly.“A woman. A beautiful woman inside and out.” I ran my hands back up to rest on the sides of her breasts. “There is so much more I would like to know about you, but I am afraid you are not ready to accept me in a way that would.