I had a feeling that something was different with my wife Caroline. Not much, but enough for a man who had known her for twelve years and been married...for ten.Caroline and I, Lars Ekman has an average Scandinavian family with two children, seven years old boy and a five years old girl. We live in our own house just outside a county capital and both of us are working full time; Caroline in the city hall and I am self-employed with a small consulting company with one employee.My wife and I met at. A cold December was followed by stormy and blustery conditions in January which were at their peak when Katie arrived back in the UK. A week of meeting and greeting with old friends and family drastically improved her mood, but soon the realisation of starting again from scratch started to dwell on her mind. Katie decided she needed some time alone to assess her options and submit applications for relevant vacancies. The family home in north western Ireland offered the ideal setting for such. My shorts were feeling very tight in the crotch, when I noticed he was starting to lick at her panties, and her shrieks were changing pitch. He was enjoying licking at her ass and panty covered pussy, and although she was still telling him no, some of the conviction had gone out of her voice. Her cheerleader practice must have made her legs and pussy smell great to him, because he kept on licking, and poking his nose at her, until it was obvious from her squirming and silence, that she was. “You don’t know how much I am going to enjoy this,” he told me. “I have never seen anything as beautiful as you and I can’t believe that you are letting me make love to you. All my Christmases’ have come at once.”“Just make sure Christmas doesn’t cum too soon,” I replied. “I would be terribly disappointed if that happens.”“I think I can control the urge, I have to admit I am a little excited, as I said I have not made love to a girl like you before. I just hope I can do this justice and you.