II had made it almost to her desk before she noticed, looked up, looked annoyed, then looked down and kept scanning and checking wrong answers off eve...ryone's tests."May I help you with something Chris? It isn't polite to just stand and stare...why aren't you going home now like the rest of the good kids?" asked Mrs. Snowden."I was wondering if I could do anything for extra credit, I'm failing out of this class already and some of these equations are just going beyond me, as of so far?" I. Even his wife had to be out of it from now on.I had two options, act immediately without any evidence at all or use the eight days until her departure Friday for collecting evidence. Doesn't matter what she would choice to do, I had no legal right to stop her from going to her date if she decided to go for it. My only legal option was a divorce. I decided wait to Friday.Both Rose-Marie and I, Martin Palmwald are 38 years old. We met and married thirteen years ago and today we are a typical. As she enters, I gaze at her loveliness. So happy I guessed the right size. My baby now standing in an elegant pale pink set of silk pajamas. Wanting to know if she likes and if they are warm I ask. My answer is her crossing her arms in a self embrace and nodding with her brilliant smile. She pads over to me and sits. Strange how we peer at one another, like we have known each other forever, and as if it were the first time. Leaning in, she gives me a small kiss on the cheek. Fingers spread. " she gasped. "That was... so amazing. I've never... cum like that... before."Chuckling, he laid down beside her and kissed her lips softly, refreshing her with a breath. Her cheeks lost some of their flush, her lungs returned to their normal working order and her heart rate came back down to earth."Of course, Mistress Lena." he replied. She raised an eyebrow at the returned use of "Mistress". "I mean Lena." he laughed. "But you wished for the greatest lover of all time, did you not? I told you.