>jealousy, different goals, sex, etc.>Sex? No, really? Like what?Well... this is a touchy subject but since we have discussed theintimate details of our lives before: She never wanted to do thethings I wanted. Things. .. isn't that what they say? Damn straight!"I thought it was damned ironic he was getting twenty years for crimes he committed while he was having nooners and quickies with my wife and I told him so. Does that explain it any better?"Ryan let his eyes flash a little with suppressed anger."I see," Williams said, shifting the coffee mug from his right to his left hand before taking a sip of the hot liquid. It was a delaying tactic, something to distract Ryan's attention for a moment and give the. When can I move in?” “Uhm, listen,” I stammered, trying to be polite, “I’m going to meet another prospect later…” I didn’t get to finish the sentence. My body stiffened and my eyes grew wide as saucers at her audacity. I tried to protest, but all that came over my lips was a feeble, “Oh!” when her hand lifted up my skirt, ever so slowly, and then her other hand went to my exposed thigh, touched it and sneaked upwards in slow motion, until it was finally pressing down rhythmically on my pussy. I.Read More