We conceived Ryan shortly after. That's when things changed. Taking care of Ryan wasn't what Melissa wanted out of our marriage, however. See, she mar...ied me for the money. She saw someone earning straight A's in law school with bright prospects of putting her on the gravy train. Her days of shopping with her girlfriends were over. She found out that taking care of Ryan was actually work. It took me a private detective to find her after she left. Since then, I've had to raise my son with only. "LOOK at me", she growled, "I'm soaking wet!" I sat up in bed and saw that the creme blouse and matching creme stretch pants she was wearing were quite wet, which gave me a look at the pink bra she was wearing. She said, "I have to get out of these," and began to unbutton her blouse. Next, she slipped her red high heels and her stretch pants off. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she touched mt arm and asked, "Did you miss me at all?" I guess my day-long sleep was enough to make my well-used. He turned toward her, his eyes widening at the erotic picture she made there on the mattress, her legs wide open and her pussy looking wet and inviting.Greg handed his sister her glass and settled down next to her again, quickly downing a good half of his strong drink. Barbara did the same and the two youngsters grinned at each other as the liquor turned them both on."You sure look sexy, Sis," Greg murmured, his eyes moving over Barbara's naked body, almost as if he had never really seen it. Mark put his head back and let out a soft moan in response to my advance on him. “Did my wife stroke it like this?” I asked while running my hand over his big mushroom head down to the base of his shaft. Still unable to look at me, Mark nodded just his head. I slowly stroked his shaft and could feel the sheer mass of his blood engorged penis. It felt so good to have a cock in my hand again. I reached down to gently cup Mark’s balls and asked, “Wanna get rid of those blue balls?” A twitch.