Over the years, the wife and I have experienced the pleasure that comes with the adult lifestyle that few couples successfully enjoy. She has always been amorous, and her sexual appetite has at times been insatiable. I am not the jealous type, and actually enjoy sharing her with various partners that she has had over the years. While there isn't much we don't confide in each other, there are those occasional details that we forget to mention. Not that they are earth shattering, just details that may be better left out. I discovered one of these little details while surfing the 'net the other day.
A little about us, if you don't mind. We are a married couple, have raised our kids and are now empty nesters living in a small town just outside Portland Oregon. I married my high school sweetheart 34 years ago when I was just 19. She was a year behind me, and caught my eye with her 5'-4", 120 lbs, 34C frame, a brunette that loves everything about sex. What more could a guy ask for.
Fast forward 10 years in time, I am working full time and making pretty decent money. Being a housewife and mother wasn't fulfilling Dea's world, as the kids were now in school most of the day and left her a fair amount of time on her hands. She has always been great with numbers, and decided she would see if there was employment available for her in this field of work. Not finding what she was seeking, the suggestion of working for a temporary employment agency might give her what she was after. Right after signing on, she was placed in the accounting department of various businesses for a week here and a couple weeks there as a fill in for someone who was out of the office on vacation or on leave.
Her final assignment with the temporary employment agency turned out to be with an equipment fleet service company, an organization who ended up hiring her full time. As time progressed, her hours seemed to increase during the week. About once a month, she would meet with the boss on a Sunday morning for brunch at a nearby hotel (who by the way served an absolutely incredible brunch), complete with champagne. While she never failed to fill me in on who joined them, there may have been a detail or two that was innocently forgotten by the time she arrived home. It typically was early afternoon before she returned home, and since she is a light drinker it doesn't take much alcohol to get her tipsy. I had always attributed her inability to hold much alcohol to her hours being gone, as she told me she had to wait for the effects of the champagne to wear off before she drove home.