She looked at the tag, "The prices are in Euros. How much is this in dollars?"Bob looked at the tag, "This one is cheap. Are you sure that you wouldn'...t be ashamed to be seen in something this cheap?"Ann saw that she wasn't going to get a straight answer from him so she asked the saleswoman in her rusty French."That dress is thirty-eight hundred dollars," the woman replied.Ann gasped. Bob nodded to the woman and told her that they'd take it. He asked the woman to show Ann the lingerie and. Although I didn’t expect us to fuck due to the concern of privacy, we took off the chat to an intimate level and sexted for a week.It was during those texts that I realized that she was missing the intimacy as much as I was missing a companion. I also let her know that I happened to stay quite nearby to her and we could hookup if she was comfortable. She replied that she would think about it and we continued with our usual chats.Later, on a morning when I was leaving for work, she texted me. ‘Wow, this is wonderful news! I’m so pleased to hear this. And since then, any additional stirrings?’ Amy smiled a closed-mouthed smile and nodded. ‘I should have said ‘orgasms’ with an ‘s.’ It’s bad, Anne, he’s awakened the monster. I had to run five miles on my rest day, just to release some frustration.’ ‘Amy, do you realize you just referred to your sex drive as a ‘monster’?’ ‘Oh, I didn’t mean that. It was just a lazy word choice. I don’t really think of my sex drive as a monster. I. I turned the TV off and turned off all the lights. I got undressed and eased into our bed. My wife was asleep and still wearing her stockings. I ran my hand very carefully up her leg and found her sloppy wet pussy. She wiggled her hips just a little and spread her legs a little more. I put my mouth over her pussy lips and begain licking and sucking the swollen lips. Her clit was a puffy fat bump. I sucked it between my lips. I moved up to try and fuck her. It dawned on me I was still locked up.