The rest of her body was away from me. I held her like that, with my hands on her belly, for about a minute and then released her, saying that we bett...er go, it was getting dark. Whether she knew it or not, whether she realized it or not, I had actually made an advance on her and she had acquiesced.I made the same advance every day for many days after that with the same results. I held her with my arms around her waist, my hands locked and resting on her belly, her back arched a little and her. And this is how it all started, I got it from my mom.Let me take you back to when I was a little girl. My name is Carla and my dad died when I was six. So, Mom had some boyfriends after that, she's always been a good-looking woman with a great figure and she had me when she was nineteen, so when Dad died, she was twenty-five, hardly an old lady. No, she looked good and she had a lot of boyfriends.My bedroom was upstairs, next to hers, and it was only about four months after Dad had died that. Every line was pressed, every crease tight. His hair was combed back to expose his wide-eyed gaze as she walked between the empty chairs. The only people who would witness their wedding were Anne and the hotel staff that was present.A thin woman in black with a brass name tag snapped pictures while the sounds of classical music flowed from hidden speakers. The officiant looked like Friar Tuck in black robes, his halo of white hair around a bald spot instead of a tonsure. He smiled at her. Let me tell you something about my wife. She is a five foot eight tall, blessed with a lean figure and well endowed assets. She is 32C, which on her lean frame, look tantalising. She has legs that go on and on, and she never fails to attract stares whenever we visit a nightclub and she is wearing a short dress. That, coupled with her personality and stunning smile, make her desirable. I am sure a lot of my friends desire her, but obviously, we are happily married and she has kept them all at.