‘How do I tell him his very first one ever is just my first one of the evening?’ she wondered, then sighed, “Come here.”She crooked her finger...for him to come to her. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts. After a moment, she squeezed his hands with hers to give him the idea that he was supposed to do something with her breasts besides nervously hold them. He began gently squeezing them with his fingers.“They’re really soft,” he whispered in awe. “I’ve always imagined...” He. I did what I had done every day of our ten year marriage and I got out of bed and went down to the kitchen and put the coffee on and fixed his breakfast. I used to pack him a lunch, but now days, being that he was a big time divisional manager, he didn't take a lunch.As he sipped his coffee he asked, "What do you have planned for today?" I've got laundry to do and since the kids should be home the day after tomorrow I'll need to get some grocery shopping done. I'll probably hit the gym for a. "What's the rush?" "I had to walk with someone beautiful and funny. And you, my dear ol' Isobel, is absolutely stunning and funny. I couldn't pass up the chance," he says flirtatiously. I blush and stare at people who walks around us in frustration, as we did, only basically stop in the middle of the sidewalk. "Uh, I think we better move," I say. "A stunning girl tells me that we should move, then move, we shall," Issack says teasingly. "Oh, stop with your cheesy lines before I ditch you," I. ”I moved closer to her on the couch. I leaned in and kissed her softly on her mouth. I had my hand on her back and soothed her. I didn’t feel a bra and wondered if she was naked or had her nightgown on. My tongue danced in her mouth. She was a great kisser and had her hand in my groin like she usually did. I was hard and wanted her. My underwear felt tight around my hard dick.She would need me to be slow with her. She hadn’t had sex in a long time. I would go as slow as she wanted me.