She was wearing sheer stockings and a matching pair of black lace panties and bra.I admired her for a moment, then unfastened the front-closing catch ...f the bra and let her breasts free. They were so beautiful; I took them in my hands, gently, and kneaded them. Mary's eyes closed and she gave a little moan of pleasure. I could see perspiration starting to bead on her forehead and chest, and a faint stain of moisture on her lace panties.Leaning forward, I took a firm nipple between my lips and. I kissed across her left collarbone moving the bra strap to the side. I followed up by moving the right in the same fashion. My weight shifted as I ran a hand behind her. The clasp didn’t take long as I removed her bra. My mouth instantly found her waiting nipples. I played with them with fingers, teeth, lips, and tongue. Amanda continued to moan and wiggle under me as her pleasure continued to grow. I combined my kisses with a hand, caressing her breasts. They are not the largest. I am not in the dark. I was just taken aback that you had not discussed issues with me as you usually do and you have not involved me as an equal. As you have said, our marriage may not have been one of great passion, but it has definitely been a great partnership. We are very compatible and are strong where the other is weak. We have complemented each other greatly and I do believe that we have a great and gentle love for each other, and for our wonderful children. You know that intelligence. He still looks unsure, but very relieved at the idea of getting to sleep in a bed and lies down next to me. I haven’t been this close to him since we were 17, so it’s been a few years. We grew apart, then we were just friends, now it’s been four years and here we were. It’s like we’re nervous teenagers again… for me at least. I keep looking at him. My eyes graze down his stomach, over his tan skin and tight stomach. He’s lying on his back staring up at the ceiling. I’m on my side facing him.