’ ‘I’ll pick you up at the airport.’ ‘You don’t have to do that. I’ll just catch an Airporter.’ ‘It’s OK. I want to.’ She was ve...ry nice. I wondered what she thought about our distracted lovemaking the night before I left town. Had she noticed my tendency to drift? If she had, it didn’t seem to bother her. Or maybe she just hadn’t noticed. I’ve always had a hard time reading women. A previous girlfriend, Mary, used to assure me that she had orgasms during sex, but I could never tell. ‘It. It turned me on so much knowing she was fucking herself, something she would never admit. I wanted to catch her and watch her doing this, this was my aim!When we get into bed my wife will often sit on her phone, checking social media, doing a bit of shopping, for at least a half hour. In which time I generally fall asleep. She told me that I sometimes make sex noises in my sleep and she generally starts to just watch me in the light of her phone, she admitted that she once checked to see if my. I woke up that morning, everything as normal, my brother and wife had left for work way before I'd woken up. The sky was its usual clear blue, the sun beating down as the temperature rapidly raced to thirty degrees. With nobody else home I got out of bed around 9.00 am, not bothering to put anything on, I sauntered into the kitchen naked and made my breakfast. I always preferred to be nude, it made me feel free and uninhibited, also a touch horny, so allowed me easy access to my body, giving me. ”By then Elizabeth had walked though the doorway. “Hello, Mummy,” she said as she dropped her rucksack.“Lizzie? But how? When? Oh my darling!” and the two fell into a tight embrace. The tears flowed down Claire’s cheeks, and they were joined by Elizabeth’s as the two wept with happiness.“Oh, Mum!” her daughter whispered.“So good! How?” sniffed her mother.“As soon as I got your email, I applied for some holiday time. Dad paid my fare. I only get today and the weekend, I’m back at work on.