Besides I always wasa fan of Greta Garbo and my favorite grandma was named Gretchen short forMargaret. So over the years I became an expert in reading...stories, readingtons of stories and it excited me so much that I made a mess more thanonce.But before I lose track here let me return to what happened between me andmy wife. Last saturday morning?I woke up and somehow I thought, hmm, letme try to wake my wife and see where it leads. Normally she is a heavysleeper. I mean she sleeps anywhere at. After an eternity I found myself just able to force myself to my feet, before I slumped back against the far wall. I desperately hoped my tormenter had gone but then I would see her as she stood in just her powder blue thong in front of her mirror retouching her hair and make-up.The sight only deflated me further, glowing slightly she looked as beautiful as ever, perhaps even more so. Looking at her it seemed the whole incident may never have happened but anyone only had to glance at me to. As we got in the car Lee was chatty about his life, saying he was working at the coffee shop to earn money to go travelling. Donna said as we approached our house "Come in and tell us more", which he agreed to do. As we settled in our lounge, he had a beer and was telling us about himself, After around ten minutes, he said he should be going."Why" asked Donna, "Have another beer", "Ok" he replied, and as she passed it to him he said "You two are so friendly", Donna and I smiled at each other.. Brandi is melting fast as it is and when my tongue starts exploring hers it shatter the remains of her resistance. She is breathing hard, feeling her heart doing a fluttering beat, and that all too familiar feeling between her legs.None of these signals went unnoticed with me. I have been around this block many times. Actually, I'm a bit amused and surprised by her lack of resistance. Accepting her actions as unspoken approval, I guided her over near the hallway door, placing her on a small.