Go back to that bitch fromhell, whoever she is. I wish you joy of her!"So she had done my job for me. I didn't have to dump her; she dumped me.****A...t ten on the dot, I called Laura. She told me to be at her place forlunch.I got there at noon. Laura was waiting for me in the vestibule."Pantie check, Baby. Strip."I stripped, and she took note of the new panties, the garter, and my shavedlegs. She smiled."Did you take that off when you went to bed?" The garter? No, Mistress. I slept in it.. A half empty bottle of vodka sat in a slowly melting bucket of ice. My kitchen opens directly, via sliding doors, into my bedroom. Angela and Julia were lounging on my bed, sharing a loosely rolled joint. Stephen and I sat at the table poking at the carnage of our dinner. James and Emily sat on the floor, leaning up against the foot of the bed. There was some heavy flirting going on, and the conversation couldn’t help itself. It started off loaded with innuendo and quickly became soft-core. She wanted me to pull out and let her suck it out. MMM and a torrent of cum went down her throat. It wasnt like this had never happened before, but it hadnt happened since we started trying to have babies. She swallowed hard a couple of times and smiled a sort of sad smile. Jills parents went golfing the next three days, and we had amazing sex each day, and a little at night for a bonus. And I flew home, with some hope in my heart and relief in my testicles. When I arrived home, there was a. As we were eating I told her how beautiful she looked and how I could hardly wait to make love to her. She asked me if I thought I was going to get lucky tonight since I had gotten so lucky the last two days in a row as she smiled at me.I said, "I sure hope so. I feel as though an evening without making love to you is an evening lost." I knew it made her smile. I loved it when she smiled. Then she came out with the fatal question."Jim, why won't you marry me? You know how much I love you and.