" He stood. "We come through Annapolis. That's where I heard about you and your father." He smiled at her. "You sure are a redhead, jus' like they tol...e me."Anne walked with him to the door, shook his hard hand and watched him start hiking toward the river, noticing the first smell of spring in the chill breeze. Then she took the square box into the dining room, figured out how to open it after lifting two tabs at the same time and found a leather-covered book with most of the pages blank, the. ” He whispered into my neck as he began kissing it. He slowly kissed down my neck and back up to my lips where he locked me into a kiss that made my head spin. I couldn’t stop him and I really didn’t want to. I had dreamed about him sexually so many countless times that this just seemed un-real. Instead of fighting it my body reacted where my mind was frozen still in shock. He began kissing me with more need and I lost all control my hands flew down to the hem of his shirt yanking it up and. I dangled hope in front of her, but with little room for negotiation.There was nothing pleasant or elevating about what I had just done. I had pummeled her with my words as surely as if I had used my fists. I could see the effect of my blows. After a while, she had simply absorbed them as I delivered. There was no sign of fight on her part.I should have felt better. I should have felt relieved, possibly even elated. I didn't. I did what I thought was necessary to shock my wife into thinking. I stroke off to it all the way on her way down and then back up. It takes almost 3 full seconds to pick it up. I almost wonder if she was doing it on purpose. As she turns around, I throw a towel on my lap. She is standing and continues to talk. I engage her in conversation, making eye contact. I now pick up and start folding the towel. There is no more table or anything. My eye contact is the only thing keeping her from seeing my cock.I give myself a few jerks (not for long, even Kimmy has.