I have always been fascinated by pussy so I was anxious to explore hers some more. I turned my head upward from her tits and she looked down and we ki...sed passionately again as I rubbed the outside of her pussy. I rubbed my flattened palm and fingers up and down her pussy and as she grinded against me. I pushed my middle finger into her slot. As her wetness was smeared I then curled my middle finger inside her. I heard a sigh and her body tensed and released. I mentioned previously that. I didn't want to get there too early but it was a struggle to wait. Finally it was time and I drove to our neighborhood and parked a few blocks away, then walked to our house. I cut through the yards of the houses behind us, avoiding the front of the house, knowing our next-door neighbor, affectionately known as "The Neighborhood Watch" would already be following events at our house, with a strange car in our driveway during the middle of the day.It was about ten after One when I got to the. Trina never begged me to take her back. I often wondered why she wouldn't at least fight to save the marriage. Then she was diagnosed with nymphomania and I understood. She knew I'd never be enough for her and that I would never allow her to explore on the side. She ended up moving down into Stanley's apartment. He didn't do anything other than collect rent and fix the occasional leak so he had all the time in the world to keep Trina sexed up.During the divorce I talked to her twice. Once to. Closing my eyes again I concentrated on moving my limbs, but that hurt too much so I laid still and looked up at the sky again.Except that this time I didn't see the dirty grey of the evening sky. Instead I looked into the worried and vaguely familiar face of a beautiful woman.AnnThirty six hours. Only later did I realise I had discovered the speed of fate. Thirty six hours that at the time seemed both a fleeting moment and an eternity. The dream had been so vivid the memory even now is still.