I’m so sorry. I got a little bit carried away there. I’m supposed to be telling you about Carla, but I get so fucking horny when I daydream about ...hose days. I got to a stage, about half way through the last paragraph that I was typing with one hand, and fingering myself with the other!One of the things that attracted me towards the job when I had my first interview was the casual air and dress of both the partners and Carla. It was not the usual stuffy, formal sort of atmosphere that you see. ‘You’ve been better to me today than every man I’ve met…’ I looked warmly at her, gazing deeply into he eyes. I moved forward, resting my hand on her cheek, I wiped the tear away with my thumb. I whispered softly to her, ‘You deserve it… you deserve the best.’ She wrapped her arms around me, squeezing tightly for what seemed to be an eternity. I kissed her cheek softly as she did, this only made her squeeze harder. Her hands slid down my arms, she took my hands as she stood and pulled me to my. Sitting at my mirror I applied my make-up. Jackson had once seen me without any make-up on, and had said I looked sexy. I toned down my make-up then, and got more smiles from him everyday. Grabbing my backpack, and an orange juice I headed out to my car. I had gotten the car when I turned sixteen. I loved it since that day. Pulling up into the school parking lot I parked the car, and was about to pick up my bag when two hands came and grabbed it. "Hey, let me get those." Jackson tossed my. I gulped again. I know wives are always the instigator, the aggressor in any relationship but even so, my new wife scared me although I am taller than her by almost 2 feet.I am 6'4'' while my wife, according to her dating data, is 5'6." Her double D breast jutted out proudly in her tight-fitting black spandex overall. The traditional custom has its history for a thousand years now. It symbolized the female's primary role as the protector of her house and the head of her family. Watching my.