She stood still, not knowing how to react. I then stopped and said “Saru, are you enjoying this. I want you to have fun also”. She said “My husb...nd was so short and never thought of me” I said “you have every right to enjoy as much as me”. She came forward and whispered in my ear “then teach me how to French kiss”I smiled. With my thumb I raised her chin, planted a soft kiss on her lips and then began slowly sucking them. She initially didn’t know how to return it and stood with unmoving lips.. "We spent a long time on the phone. I was so happy I could have burst. Iwas so happy I was barely paying any attention to what she was saying! Icould start tomorrow but there were a few obstacles in my way. I wouldhave to be at the facility at 6 tomorrow morning. The trial itself wouldstart at 9 AM but I would need to be early so they can brief me oneverything. I promised the doctor that I would be there, even though Iknew in the back of my head I may have to burn some bridges. You see, Ihad. My father-in-law asked her if she liked the show. She asked what show and he told her they all saw her outside the sliding glass door. They could tell she was turned on and fucking herself. My father-in-law turned around and faced her. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees. He pulled his pants down and demanded she suck his cock. She never blinked an eye and wrapped her lips around the head of his hard cock.As she sucked his cock he told her she was going to be his slut.. I’m a curator at the Guggenheim Museum of Art. I love doing what I do and all, even though it has gotten kind of boring. My home life was also boring, my husband Derek, a Xerox salesperson, and I had a very large rift in our 6-year old marriage. All that plus my overprotective, overbearing mother lives with us. My life with my mother had been volatile since my father had died. He died when I was 13. I managed to do extremely well in my school years, both academically and socially. Post-high.