He extended his thumbs inwards and rubbed them across her nipples, tracing small circles around them and rubbing across them. Each nipple contracted a...d stiffened, reaching out for his stimulation. He arched in and kissed her hungrily. ~ She released his bottom, pulled her hand around and down to his legs. It ran up his inner thighs, then lifted his balls, cupping them in the palm of her hand. She slid her fingers behind his scrotum and used her nails, ever so gently, to stroke light scratches. I love Robert with all my heart and soul. BUT, I am a modern woman, and I know what I have a right to expect. A man needs to perform in the bedroom. That’s his principle function. Robert is no Alpha Male. He is a shy, quiet person. He is big, and I am told rather strong in some male ways. But let’s face it. He is, as the saying, goes pussy whipped. I know I will always wear the pants in our relationship, so to speak. That’s fine, I like it, but I still want to be satisfied in bed.”Father was. She suggested that one of the reasons for your mistake may have been that we had fallen into the habit of safe, vanilla sex, because of the boys and the general pressures of life. That having spontaneous sex was normal and exciting and you missed it, and happily responded when it was available, but it was just the wrong man."She thought about that for quite some time, sipping her coffee. "It's not an excuse. You know that, don't you Chris? I'm not making excuses. But, Yes, I did miss some of. "Then we can take up base jumping or something equally stupid. I just need you in my life." I admitted."Maxine, people pass through our lives like the revolving door of Macy's in New York. I doubt that either of us could stand settling down for more than a week." Martin said. I knew that he was right, I just didn't want to admit it.'Europe was fun, with you at least, but I need to get back to work," I said."As do I," Martin admitted. "By the way the admiral sent you a peace offering." With that.