I felt like crying almost constantly but tried not to show it. We slept until late morning, then I made her sourdough waffles for breakfast. It seemed...like we’d barely finished eating when it was time for us to go to the airport. Her flight left Pasco at two-fifteen in the afternoon. The first leg was to Seattle, then a three-hour layover until her six-hour flight to Miami. We drove to the airport in silence, both of us lost in thoughts about the month ahead. I knew I could trust my wife, but. My left breast had been bared, Leanne’s twelve-week-old mouth was firmly attached to its nipple, her head and my boob discreetly hidden from prying eyes by a muslin cloth.“It’s not so bad,” I smiled. “In fact, I’m rather enjoying being a Mum again.”“It looks like it,” she said. “Maybe it’s your hormones. I’d never have guessed you had it in you.”I smiled. There were a lot of things that Julie might not have guessed about me, despite the two decades of our friendship and our continued weekly. I told him we were sunbathing behind the garage. I said we would go say hi to Marie and then go to work. He just stopped dead in his tracks, Marie was laying on her back with her legs spread apart, showing her shaved pussy. I told her Larry was here, she opened her eyes,looked at him,stood up and walked up to him. He couldn’t decide to look at her large tits or her shaved pussy. She walked up to him and said she liked the bulge she seen in his pants. He didh’t know what to do. Marie. I'll leave you to whatever it is you were busy with.” I saw a mischievous look in her eyes. “I just wanted to apologize.” She started to the door.Feeling a little more confident, and knowing aunt Brenda and I were still on good terms, I innocently blurted out, “You didn't, you know.”She stopped, surprised, “I didn't what?”“Put me off girls.”“Oh Jamie, what a sweet thing to say.” She took me in her arms. “You don't have to lie though,” she laughed, hugging me so tight I had a hard time talking..