We both had fairly ok paying jobs, not a ton of money, drove old cars, etc. We had a fairly decent sex life, once, if not twice a day. While we are...n’t exactly nudists, we normally hung around in underwear. I myself, with my incredibly tiny body, have always loved to show it off. Tyler, who was not fat by any means, but has a little extra weight, little belly, slightly hairy, never cared and thought he was hot too, and honestly I thought he was fucking hot, so we normally just didn’t wear a. ’ The defeated look in his eyes brought tears to her own. ‘I love Nicholas, and he is the man I’m going to marry, even if I have to propose myself,’ she said softly. He rose and after glancing at the ring in the box, he snapped it shut with a sigh. He looked at her and simply said, ‘Good bye, Victoria,’ before turning and leaving the room. She saw herself out and slowly walked home. She felt badly for him but knew that what he said was right. For a few years they would be happy but eventually. I doubted I would tonight. Now it was her turn to strip. I helped, and caressed that soft, brown flesh as she shed what little she was wearing. Her bra and panties were missing. I knew that she needed cock. This told me how much. I began sucking a hard nipple on an ample breast and probed her wet pussy with a finger. She was moaning and rubbing up against my hand. "Stop Peter. I want you to fuck me right now. You hear? I need that dick in my cunt right now. Please, just fuck me good. We have. "Yeah, she is. I'm thinking every 3 – 4 weeks." I said."That sounds about right. That's not an uncommon massage cycle." He replied."Well let's plan on three weeks. We can set exact date when it gets closer." I suggested."Okay, sounds good. By the way, how was the sex after?" He asked."How do you know we had sex?" My stammering giving it away."Just a hunch." He replied laughing."It was good." I said not really knowing why.The next massage did occur three weeks later and it began a routine that.