But I am.Up until a few years ago, I was happy, outgoing, gregarious, sociable, extroverted, etc. You get the idea. I had a life that would cause many... men to feel jealous, not because I had attained my enviable position through artifice or chicanery, but simply because my position was so enviable.I came from a good middle class family in a decent neighborhood. I was blessed with academic ability and I always performed well in school, but I avoided being a book nerd or a geek. I had a decent. I was thinking about that the other night as I was laying on top of the bed. I smiled at the thought of her. My wife, who was came walking into the bedroom, saw the smile and said, “So what’s so funny?”“Nothing,” I replied, looking at her. “Just thinking about you.”My wife is Jean, that beautiful, brown-haired girl from the first grade.Jean flashed the smile that stirs my heart every time. “I like when you do that.”I grinned at her. “So do I.”We have been married 25 years. Three c***dren — a. ‘Now we’re going to find out if this over-priced bed is sturdy enough for a slut like me.’ she said seductively. She forced herself towards him as he fell back on the bed. Krista finished pulling off his pants and boxers. Rob’s cock was huge. Thick and long, it made me feel momentarily inadequate as I watched my slut wife wrap her hands around it and begin massaging. ‘Wow,’ Krista said in her sexiest voice. ‘This may be more than I can handle but it’s gonna be fun finding out.’ With that. We also enjoyed splashing water on ourselves and each other. We played our hearts out in the sea. It was my most memorable day on the beach.We played for more than 3hrs. We were relaxing and watching the sunset together with me sitting on the beach and she sitting on my lap. How romantic it was! After that, we played for some more time in the sea water. It was past 7:30pm when we decided to stop. We very fully wet and dirty with sand with minimum clothes. We wore our clothes and went to our.