The last thought I had before I dozed off was "Holy shit; I may have just had the two best fucks of my life. Sandra and I have to get away more often!..."I awoke in the morning and could just see the smallest sliver of light coming around one of the light-tight shades in the room. I had one of my arms on a heavenly orb and squeezed it a little, getting a giggle. I decided I was hungry and wanted to really inspect that newly shaved pussy, so I scurried down the mattress so that my face was even. She doesn’t belong to him. This he knows. She smiles at a stranger and it’s an innocent smile yet it riles him. It shows in his eyes, and now she’s afraid to make eye contact with the world. Upstairs she goes to the bathroom. She washes quickly and brushes her teeth. He’s already smiling at her from beneath the covers when she enters the bedroom and it’s a welcome sight she thinks because she doesn’t much like to sleep alone. She pulls her dress over her head and even in the poorly lit room. I had been meaning to bag all of her clothing and donate/trash it, but hadn't taken the time yet. So all of her lingerie, 'special' outfits meant to entice me (or someone else), and even 'marital aids' were still where she'd left them. I shrugged it off, pushed the drawer in, yelled "I'm home" and went back down the stairs to fix dinner.After sa sumptuous meal which was comprised of a package of this boiled, a can of that heated, and minimal conversation, I told him to go finish his homework. I think she's hanging out with her girlfriends tonight." Moving to the bed, he asked, "What'd you land on?" Hmm? Oh, I've been watching this… what is it called? A news program?" Yep. Looks like CNN," Dave observed with a slight grimace. "Yikes, not what I would recommend anyone watch on their first TV experience." Well, I wanted to see how news is distributed in your time, and I had hoped such an experience might help fill in many of the gaps from the last millennium," Maddie replied. "I.