Then he closed the door behind him and walked over to her and took her in his arms again.They kissed long and lovingly. He broke the kiss and lead her...to the bedroom. He led her to the foot of the bed and they kissed again. He found the zipper on her dress as she made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders.He got her dress unzipped and it fell into a puddle of green fabric on the floor. He smiled seeing the green lace. She unhooked her bra and slid it off her. He finally stopped reading and addressed me, “There is some very sexy stuff in here, Pat.”I glanced at the title on the cover. “Yes, there is. That particular one is quite erotic.”“It seems the woman likes the boys and girls really young.”“Yes, that’s her fetish, and her husband prefers to watch her with young boys and girls to satisfy his voyeuristic nature because he doesn’t feel that they challenge his manhood. Not like a grown man or woman that could challenge him for the right to his. I kiss it lightly and move it off my body. Turning over to face you I see how peaceful you are sleeping. I look at you and wonder if you are dreaming of the wonderful lovemaking we had, that put you to sleep so soundly. I lay there reminiscing about the passion we share. We are both still naked. I snuggle up closer to you so I can kiss your body. You must not have liked the closeness, because you turn over to your back. A little smirk creeps across my lips, thinking, well that’s just how I want. “Oh, my! You must think I’m Jack the Ripper!” she exclaimed. “You can never be too careful in my line of work,” I shrugged. “And what line might that be?” she enquired. “I’m a private di..detective,” I explained. “A dick, hey,” she smiled. “I like dicks.” “Well, that’s a relief,” I said. “Not everyone likes us poking around in their private business.” “Oh, there’s nothing better than a dick for poking around,” she purred, putting her hand on my knee. “I’m happy to expose my private business to.