" "There's always that second wind." "Do you ever get tired?" "Of course. But sometimes it takes longer." "Are you honestly having a good time with... me?" A deep, soulful kiss. She moved so softly against me. She was so impossibly soft. She had me in her hand then and I was almost afraid of how soft and tender she was. God it felt like love again. Both strings getting pulled now. I wanted to be her big daddy forever, right in that moment. "You reached me with this thing." she whispered.. I thought about it for a few mins and said fuck it, let’s have some fun. He sent me the address and I headed that way shortly after. I was very nervous the whole drive over while my cock was hard thinking about it, needless to say my cock was going whether I wanted to or not. I arrived and knocked on the door. The wife opened the door, same age as the man I was about to dominated by, and greeted me and invited me in. She gave me a smirk and led me to the room it was all about to go down in. We. We each claimed one on our W-2s. Don’t fool around with a 1040. My driver’s license is totally legit. We say we’re both from Normal, which is true. Our anniversary is the day of our interview. We don’t wear rings, but that sort of formality is optional these days.People believe what they assume they already know. We’re married in the intimate sense and the socially apparent sense, but it would be criminal if we had a license. Strange morality.As long as they were with us, Mom and Dad thought it. Then Joyce said softly, “Girls, I’m one, too.”When the girls shook their heads in bewilderment, Joyce just grinned and asked, “How old do you think I am?”“You’re about 19,” Anna replied. “But I really can’t understand how you could have reached your present position as an anchor on the biggest news show on the biggest station in the second largest market at such a young age.”“Because I’m almost 36 is why,” she replied. “Maybe Ali should tell you.”Then Ali told them how it had been Joyce who.