Suddenly his arms darted out and he grabbed her waist."Firm doesn't mean hasty," Stanley scolded. "Try again."Jim pulled his arms back, nodded, and to...ok hold of her once more. He kissed her hard, his lips and tongue tight and palpably anxious, his skin hot and a little damp.She ran the tips of her fingers through the close-cropped hair on the back of his neck and she felt his shoulders relax a bit, felt his kisses soften. She drew back an inch. "Kiss me for yourself, because you want to feel my. At the time, I thought it had something to do with the fact that she wanted to have a baby.I tried for the next two years to give her one. As things went, after more failed attempts than I can count, Mona began accusing me of having an affair.I wasn't and told her so; she called me a liar; I told her she was behaving like a paranoid bitch; and, before I knew what had happened I was divorced again.Personally, in retrospect, from the way she'd had been acting at the time I think Mona was going. She always says a woman is not suppose to like sex, she comes from the old school of women who believe you only fuck to have babies. She’s a good wife and a fabulous cook so I put up with her. I just go out and have my wild sex with hookers and whores. My wife has let me eat her pussy about six times since we have been married she says it’s not normal to have oral sex. I was surprised the other night I came home about two o clock AM and my wife was waiting up for me. She never stays up past. We danced and pranced, and when I sat down to cool off, she danced in front of me. The music was Tina Turner's 'Simply the Best' and it suited the occasion down to the ground.She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleaziest club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled, and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet, and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped.