After all these years, I still call her my bride because; I still feel we're still on our honeymoon.Ann said when we met it wasn't love but lust. She ...ouldn't wait to get me in the sack. I was just coming off a long tern relationship and wanted to take it a bit slow. Her idea of slow was fucking my brains out on the first date. We compromised; she fucked my brains out on our second date.We were married 6 months later, and settled into a routine of work, school and more work, to make ends meet.. I had her turn sideways an' bend over so I could rinse her hair. That gave me a good look at her tits hangin' down—lovely. It wuz all I could do ta keep from reachin' out an' grabbin' the close one. She stood back up an' said, "Come on, Johnny, I kin see from that tent in yer pants that ya want ta wash the rest of me. Ya might as well, I know that I would like it!"Well, like I said, I may be slow, but I ain't no fool, so I said, "Ifen I do that, are ya gonna wash me?"Cindy said, "A' course I. All was going well until that day. It was a Sunday and I wanted to surprize my gf by coming to her without informing her. So, I made an excuse at home that I have an extra class and went straight to my GF’s flat. As I reached and knocked the door, Ekta opened the door. She was wearing a top and shorts and was looking really hot. Now you guys know, what a 21-year-old guy is like, super horny with super charged hormones. But I controlled my hormones and entered the flat only to get informed that. "Auntie Pat" wasn't my real Auntie, she was my mums best friend, they had grown up together. Pat was single due to her divorce from Ray who left her 5 years ago. As far as I could remember she was still single, I'd not spoken to my mum about her for ages as I concentrating on university.Pat was nice, she was the same age as my mum, 50. I had good memories of her but she had moved to Bournemouth to marry Ray, after the divorce she just stayed as she was settled.The phone rang about 3 hours.