Some new paint and a few holes patched here and there, and the house would look as good as new.The upside to my situation was that I had purchased the...two-story residence for a fairly cheap price. Another selling point (at least to me, anyway) was that it was located in a rather isolated area. My nearest neighbor lived more then a mile away. Being a writer of sorts, I valued my privacy.That afternoon I moved in some of my stuff so I could spend the night. It wasn't much, an old sofa bed and. Her fingers slowly wrapped around your solid phallus for a couple firm strokes. Your loving wife smiled at you at first, leaning in to let you think.. 'Just the tip.. I am about to-" she pulled back with the devious smile. Normally she was quiet shy and proper but with you, the young woman enjoyed toying with you. You know better then to push her into something, she will stop and walk away, but begging.. a little whining. At last, her supple lips cup the head of your turgid member and traced. Marge Simpson stood in her kitchen thinking how nice that the Simpson Family Show was on hiatus the grind on doing "The Simpson Family Show" took its toll on the whole family. Now, it was her chance to let her tall beehive hairdoo down and just be her normal self. It was her plan to finish washing the dishes and with luck she would get a chance to catch some rays in the backyard. "It is so nice to not have to have my breasts wrapped up in that damn green dress so that I appear to have no tits. Hell, he even bought me a drink. But as we turn slowly in the dark room, I feel light waves collapsing on my chest as Joey takes a peek down.So much for the perfect gentleman. I giggle. “What is it?” he asks.I bring my head back up and look him square in the eyes. “Joey, you DO remember that I can feel it whenever you look at my boobs.”His eyes grow wide. “I um...” He blushes. Oh, it’s so cute. “Sorry...”“Don’t be. I like it.” I can’t take it anymore. I pull him close and we kiss.Darling,.