She smiled looking at the box and asked, “Chocolate Haan?”. I smiled back and replied, “I know how much you like chocolates! I knew any other fl...vor won’t work!”. She nodded yes as I placed my dick on her pussy. I slowly pushed it in…Her pussy was a bit tight but not tight enough as a virgin’s pussy. I didn’t say anything and started fucking her slowly as I was thinking that I was finally fucking her!I kissed her as she was moaning a bit loud and started increasing my pace slowly. I started. That night we made love for the first time since the weekend and my wife slept peacefully in my arms. Saturday morning came and as Jan began the house work I asked if she would like to do anything special on the weekend, she said no there was too much work to be done at home so as she went about her vacuuming, I proceeded out doors to mow the lawns & wash the cars. By late afternoon I had just finished polishing our sports car, when Jan came out with a nice cold beer for me & a glass of white. ”For all that, Rebecca and Francesca have become close friends. Of the three other influential women in my life, it’s Francesca she’s the closest to. It’s a tad odd listening to the pair of them describing me in intimate detail. We see Francesca several times a year, and she is one of our daughter’s godmothers. She loves to paint us, and we are the proud owners of one of the best privately held collections of paintings by Francesca. Her Triptych of Rebecca, Rebecca pregnant and mother and baby,. I thought of your mouth…about the way your lips delicately close on each other as you pronounce each word in a sentence…about the blush that appears on your cheeks every time you are embarrassed …like now” His words seemed to take her by surprise. He had moved very close, his mouth almost touching her cheeks as he talked. “When your husband asked to have dinner together, I realized it was the last chance I could get to see you once more…to watch your legs as you move up the stairs…” She was now.