I was very calm and slightly aloof. The dinner simply made no sense to me at all. I could not get my head around being buddies with him, after the tra...uma that he had caused in my life. We left for Luigi’s at seven-thirty.We ordered our food and drank white wine as we waited. Paulo told me that he had spent the previous evening alone with his mom at her request, as she wanted to have a serious talk with him. I remembered that his dad always visited pals on Thursdays, to play cards. He related. I grin and back up spinning your around so I can see your eyes. I push you hard against your car and then lean in to whisper in your ear. "Open The Door".You fumble for your keys and get the door open as I push you into your backseat. As I climb in on top of you I pull the door closed behind us and then run my hands up your sides underneath your shirt. Moaning you lift your arms and I take that as an invitation to remove your shirt, leaving your beautiful breasts bound only by your bra.. Closing her eyes, she stayed stretched out, Misha’s hands gently stroking her skin with his fingertips, ‘So soft, like silk.’ he crooned in her ear, ‘and so pale against my darker skin. I love the contrast, and I love the little mole you have on the underside of your left breast.’ and his fingers stroked the breast, swirling around the tiny small mark, ‘I love your sexy nipples, they stand out at me, hard and firm, and when we made love the other night I could feel them rubbing against me, so. It was a Wednesday. I didn’t say anything to MaryAnn on Tuesday. Wednesday morning I told her I wasn’t going to work and when the kids got on the school bus I wanted to take her to breakfast. I know she was thinking the breakfast place on base or maybe Denny’s. For this talk we went to the big hotel in downtown Albany and had a real breakfast with eggs Benedict and Champagne.When we finished breakfast I popped the question. “Do you want a divorce?She looked at me with a surprised look. “You’re.