I am just trying to finish what you started.I :- I am sorry for that. But we shouldn’t do this. You are Manas uncle’s wife. I can’t do it with y...u now. He is lying on the bed right beside us.Her :- Why do you think I am trying to have sex with you right now. That’s because I am his wife.Saying this she starts sobbing. Fearing that uncle might wake up, I console her & take her into my embrace.I :- What do you mean?She :- Do you know his & mine age difference? Almost 17 years.And you must know. Hope you don't mind?All that by itself would make today special, but do you remember me saying I was afraid I'd be a slut? Well, the guy left me there, and when I came out he was talking to another guy. A German. (at least his motorcycle was) I went and sat down and about ten minutes later the German guy came over and just nodded his head to one side to indicate I should go with him. Well, little lamb me just followed and ended up back in the cubicle with a huge German cock demanding attention. Her skin was so soft, so warm. She kissed my neck, and then moved her mouth slowly down to my chest, and then my boobs. Her hands cupped beneath my breasts, and her soft mouth gently kissed my nipples. Usually I like it rough, but this softness I had never experienced before, and it was exquisite. I started moaning with pleasure as she expertly squeezed and kissed my tits. She pushed me down onto the couch again, now lying down, and continued to caress and kiss my skin – my boobs, my stomach,. Ed graduated in 1968 from a different high school in Atlanta and went out of state to college. We met in a bar when he moved back to the Atlanta area after graduation. We dated for a year and were married in 1973, when I was twenty-one years old and Ed was twenty-three.After we were married, I cut my work hours back to part-time and started going to the community college, with mostly day classes. Ed was earning a good salary at his management job with a large insurance company, and that was a.