He died at his desk at 5 on a Friday evening. When he varied from his routine and was not home by 5:25 that evening she called the bank and asked that...he be looked in on. No one ever saw her grieve for him. She wore a dark black dress and veil for a year afterward. On the first anniversary of his death she changed her attire to long gray dresses and listed his bank and the mansion they lived in for sale. She moved out that day and into the only other house she lived in her adult life. The art. We finished up, had a shower, and were dressed when Rebecca’s son was ready to leave, although my wife told me he wanted to stay all day! He was scheduled to have a lesson every day this week with a Friday “graduation”. Rebecca wanted to come back every day too but my wife said only Friday.This all happened in the morning. I work at home so about 3pm a naked wife was sucking me up for “tea and me” time. She straddled me in my chair and asked if I could feel her student’s juice still oozing out. It took her nearly a half hour to dress and do her hair but when she was finished, she had to admit she looked good. "I'll have to wear this for JD next week, I think." She did not what she was packing, in all honesty. JD planned the honeymoon and but would not tell her where they were going. She stepped out of the room and froze. Just down the hall, Hanna had changed clothes and now wore a surprisingly tight short skirt. Stacy was helping her adjust her stockings and had a hand much higher. “Well I was planning on it, I gotta go home and eat dinner,” I replied. “OK, well see you later then,” John said. “See you later Mr. Taylor,” I replied as I was walking. “You can call me John!” John yelled. “Will do now!” I yelled back. Then I left. I was just embarrassed I guess. Even though he had absolutely no idea about it. But he did notice something was a little off though. So a few weeks went by, I got a couple more sneak peeks at his dick again. It was great to say the least, but one.