Feeling great, I get changed into my black bikini and go to the pool, bringing some sun block, a beach towel, my trusty b.o.b., and a World War 2 roma...nce novel. I soon reach a point in the book where the married couple is having sex before the husband leaves to fight the Germans. Although it is just a simple romance novel, I feel the need to masturbate, yet again. I roll the dial of the sleek, black vibrator between my thumb and forefinger. It is a good inch and a half in diameter. It was the. She was only 18 and during that time I must admit treated quite badly. However, I didn't care because I was doing very well in my role as a Sales Account Manager, and, I new I would be promoted to our head office which was in another city. Sure enough it was not long before I got my promotion and I left the regional office heading for glory at our London Head Office or so I thought..... Nine years later recession hits and I find myself back at my old regional office in a much more junior. The routine was that I was to get Cindy ready and take her to school in the morning, and then I would come back and sleep for a few hours. Shari would be home in time to pick her up from school and get supper. We would all eat together and then I would lay down until time for me to go across to the store.Shari and I shared the same bed, much as we had in the motel rooms through the summer. There were only two nights in the week when we were in it together at the same time. But, and this was the. Maybe he deserved everything he would get, or she would get, she mused wryly. As soon as Fred left for work Marily made a decision. She dressed and went to the store. She purchased a bottle of Gin, asked the clerk for a good bottle of Vermouth, and a bottle of small olives. Then she went to the grocery store, bought enough meat for sandwiches, then went home. She was nervous but determined.At 12:20 she looked at the clock in the kitchen and almost cried. She couldn't remember what time he,.