I actually saw his cock pulse slightly.“Do you want me to rub it?” I whispered.“Oh, god yes.” He said. I placed my palm on his briefs, over hi... balls and moved my hand in slow, circular motions. I rubbed my way up his shaft which was now pointing up toward his tummy but still completely covered by his underwear. His body writhed on the bed in front of me as I went from rubbing his cock to squeezing his balls and back. My other hand was pressing on my own cock and I started to worry I would cum. ‘My Dear Martin, ‘I have to tell you that our relationship is over, as is our planned marriage.’ ‘I’m sorry to be so blunt, but it seems the best way rather than prevaricating, and knowing you as I do, always straight and to the point, I’m sure you prefer it this way.’ ‘For some time I’ve felt that I could not be a successful doctor’s wife. For a start I’m too selfish. I would make demands on your time that you would be unable to meet. What’s more, as I’ve already found out, your life would. It had been hanging there for six years. It was old and worn, but sundresses were timeless. They never went out of style. She put it on and examined herself in the mirror. She liked the image of the woman reflected in the mirror.She looked over at the empty bed. John had not slept with her the previous night. He had said that he was through with sleeping with Victoria and he would wait until he was sure that Vicki had returned for good. That had hurt, but she understood his feelings.She dug. They would discuss the current styles and both used make up. Paul had had his ears done during the week and the two would trade earrings. Things had definitely made a change for the better.CHAPTER 6On Saturday the two hit the shops together both in man drag and shopped all morning returning with mostly outer wear in the season's hottest teen fashions. They hadn't returned to the shoe shop that morning to get Paul any shoes but, as Sam had virtually promised to return wearing the boots so.