She did thank me for filling up her gas tank the one time. She tried to give me back the five hundred dollars I gave her to give Mildred but I told he... I didn't need it and wouldn't take it.She didn't talk to me for a couple of days back then. She was beautiful but also very stubborn. She seemed to want to prove she could do anything without help. I knew I had to wait for her to make the next move. I didn't know where our relationship was going.I was at my apartment and noticed it was midnight.. I would not have married her if I hadn't.One thing that was not lacking in our marriage was sex. Yes, if you haven't figured out what this story is primarily about - it's sex. Sex is what first attracted the two of us together and sex is what drove us apart. It was also, not surprisingly, what also woke me up on our three hundred and sixty-fifth day together.My wife, Marie, woke me as she often does on weekends by making slow gentle passionate love to my cock using her hungry talented mouth.. I turn her over to her back and spread her legs wide and lift her thighs. Her soaking lips part, visibly swollen and deep pink. I waste no time and bring my face within an inch of her pussy, breathing softly on the soaking lips. She looks down at me and moans, "I need it, baby. Please tongue me."I push my tongue out as far as it will go and bury my face in her wet lips. I fuck her with my tongue, pulling out to tease her asshole, then up and down her lips. Her hips begin to move in rhythm. She cleared her throat, looked at my bulge and then up to my eyes. “Let me explain this. Don’t ask questions, just sit back and listen,” Macy said. “I have a friend that has been divorced for several years and has just begun dating again. She really likes this one guy and has gone on several dates with him. They got a little frisky but just a little touch and feel. Now he has asked her to go away with her for the weekend and she is pissing herself scared.” I kept my mouth shut and sat back.