But there is something inside of me that doesn't let me get started if I'm not wanted. Mary, I swear to you, I never thought of that." It seems more t...han a little..." Icckie," I completed the thought. "I understand. Please, when I make love to you, to anyone, I want us to lie together afterwards, big smiles on our faces, as happy as we can be. Going someplace someone doesn't want you to go? Sounds very icckie to me!"Mary got up and headed for the shower; I did the same, but in my own room. As I. Much of it used to be biosphere preserves decades ago. Jim wants to return as much of the land as possible into a preserve again. He intends to help the Mayangna Indians who live in the numerous villages in the area learn how to farm without having to use the slash and burn method, and he wants to replant the areas that have already been clear cut,” Don explained.“This Jim?” Mr. Scott asked, motioning to me.“Yup,” Don replied.“No offense meant, but he doesn’t look old enough to make those kinds. He had access to stock options, and better bonuses, too. With it came perks and responsibilities. Sometimes he could come home early, and sometimes, like near end of month, he was extremely busy. He had people to supervise, and problems to solve, not only his, but sometimes theirs. But he flourished in his new capacity. I also became a sort of trophy wife. I still had my own job, as financial analyst, in a different field of work. But it was steady, constant, and 9 to 5. There were few parties. With that I knew where it was heading but didn't make any attempt to stop him because I was so flattered and excited that he was that interested in me. We were standing behind a recliner chair which was in the reclined position. He eased me forward over the back of the recliner at the same time raising my skirt. He ran his hand between my legs touching my crotch then quickly in my panties found my clit running a finger in me. I had not said a word since I was enjoying every minute of it so he.