See you later." Bye, Jake."I had some errands to run, so shortly, I took off as well, but in my own car. I had to get back in time to fix lunch for th... three of us.Mom entered the kitchen five minutes after I got back. She was stunning, to say the least."Jeeze, Mom, you trying to set fire to the neighborhood?" What makes you think that, Helen?" Well, just look at yourself, Mom." What's wrong with me?"At forty-nine, not much was wrong with her. She could pass for late twenties, well maybe mid. I wasn’t belittled or criticized. I didn’t worry that I was being too loud or obnoxious or crass or breaking the rules – I was already doing all of it! I was having a blast for about 2 hours a day – and that seemed to be enough to keep me going the other 22. I lived for 10 pm so I could write to him and he was all mine. I was in a fog – of happiness, lust, excitement, laughter, and kisses. A fog of kisses – best fog ever – I couldn’t even imagine connecting like that before that day on the. . once it was in it felt amazing ! he started to fuck me very slowly , very gently, all i thought was i can't believe i have my hot boss's cock inside of me right now he moaned and kept saying how tight and warm my hole was, he said he'd never fucked such a warm hole before , he was on extasy there, i was moaning like a little slut every time he rammed inside of me , he started to fuck me very aggressively as i kept saying please fuck me harder, harder boss until my head was on the pillow. The doctors said it was postpartum depression. They prescribed drugs. I took them, threw up, and took some more. My shrink said it was a dangling thread of my personality, and the best way to sew back into place was with his cock as the needle. I fucked him. Then I fired him. Henry was no help at all. I'd married him for material and sexual security, not emotional support. The poor dear tried but hadn't a clue about mending a female soul. He wouldn't have had a clue about women's sexual needs.