Although hard cos she was amazing in bed we managed to stop fucking, Fast forward a few years and me and my wife are having problems in the bedroom d...epartment after giving birth s year ago she went off sex completely I tried my best to be faithful but after several months I ended up fucking a local slag I confessed to my wife and she was surprisingly understanding she got that we weren't having it and it must have been hard for me, a couple days later my spoke to me she agreed that as long as. " I shot Cindy a smile and began to follow Steph towards the bar.As we got to our room, Steph followed me in. I turned to tell her goodnight when she started to unbutton my shirt. I started to protest when she put a finger to my lips to silence me. "I was supposed to tuck you in, remember? Cindy's orders." With that, she slid my shirt off my shoulders and it fell to the floor. Steph caressed my chest and down to my stomach. She tugged at the waistband of my linen pants with the mistery pills. I don't mean to, but I open my eyes and turn my head, and the feeling of the hands disappears instantly! I lean forward quickly, and type: "I'm sorry, please come back!" The message returns: "Close your eyes and lean back." And I do.Almost instantly the hands are back, undoing the rest of the shirt buttons. I lean my head back, and then I feel little hairs tickle my breasts, and then a light pressure and warmth, and then I feel a warm kiss on my lips. I can't stop myself, and I raise a hand to. When we were all kicked out of the pub, there were kisses and handshakes goodnight, wishing everyone a happy Christmas as we went our separate ways. The following morning, I woke up feeling like a rat had died in my mouth. It was not from the alcohol the previous night, I had not had that much. It was that feeling again, something unfinished, left unsaid.New Year’s Eve came around and the same crowds at the same pub only with a much more party-like atmosphere. Every year it was an unofficial.