Book 121
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A few thoughts from Wednesday night: I always love how Suzanna looks when she comes in after seeing Paul. Especially now I guess that she knows I am comfortable with our situation and that we are much more in-tune.
I think sometimes in the past she was reluctant to show, tell or share with me how she enjoyed being with him, but the glow on her face is something I always cherish. She says it's the same way I look when I have been off skiing with my buddies for a day; that I have this relaxed and contented look on my face. It’s the same with her. I think she truly can see now that it does turn me on.
It was a little later than I'd expected when I heard her car pull onto the drive her bringing her home. I met her at the front door, gave her a kiss and told her she looked beautiful and that I could tell she had a nice time.
I helped her with her coat, she kicked off her shoes (ankle boots, actually!) and we went through to the living room where she pulled me close and hugged me and it was just like any other time when one of us would come in from being out, we then sort of sat around and shared our day while we drank some wine together.
I am quite sure she knew I was wicked horny at knowing she was sitting across from me likely still wet and filled with Paul’s semen. Every time she squirmed or just moved it made me think of how it got there.
Eventually, our conversation turned sexier and she reached out with her foot still with her little white sock on and ran it up my leg and teased my cock through my jeans. She smiled when she felt it was hard already and sexily asked me, "want to go upstairs, honey?”
It was very erotic to hear her invitation but I knew it was 'our code' that she was asking me if I was ready to go upstairs and masturbate for her. I almost jumped from the couch which gave her my answer! I heard her giggling behind me as I was ahead of her on the stairs and by the time we got to the bedroom I was ready to go.
She stood there and told me that I should get undressed while she 'got more comfortable' and she waited till I had slipped my boxers off so she could see I was hard before she even unbuttoned her top to begin to take it off. She pulled her pants off next and I have to say that even though neither of us is exactly young these days, she looked awesome in just a bra and panties and when she moved next to the bed I could see that the panties were quite wet between her legs.
She made quite the show of taking her bra off and her nipples and breasts revealed red marks that looked like Paul had enjoyed them.
I love to watch her slowly shimmy down her panties; that is something that I've long described as like being on a first date when she does that. I love seeing her pussy slowly revealed and the visible signs that she's had sex with him. Even from the distance of her at the side of the bed, it was just so sexy to see her labia looking swollen, puffy and proud and with a darkened shade of pink and a glint of moisture between them. What was even more erotic was that she knew I was staring.
It was more of a turn-on when we got in bed and for her to be so relaxed and not at all shy about letting me see and feel her all over including letting me put my fingers in her pussy and feel the silky wetness. My other hand was softly stroking my rock-hard cock which was already beginning to stream its own silky fluid.
In between moans and sighs of pleasure she began to tell me of her evening with Paul. She seemed keen to reveal all the details without me, as she put it, having to, "drag it all out of me," and it was clear she was enjoying very much telling me how she liked having sex with Paul.
I told her (and showed her) how turned on I was by hearing it all, including not just what I was seeing and feeling but her feeling okay about telling me how she made love with him and how she enjoys him as she does. I was honest with her and told her that I loved what she was telling me and sharing with me but I did add that I was concerned that sometimes her seeing him more seemed to, "get in the way of 'us'".
She smiled and said she would try to be more aware of it but that she really liked how it felt that she could share her enjoyment with me and how I understood that she wanted to enjoy that feeling for longer. She also said that despite me feeling and fingering her, which she loved me doing, that she knew that I would respect her limits and not try to make her cum or anything like that, that it was just for me to enjoy and share.
I told her that I loved it all and agreed it was in some ways more erotic for me to not do too much with her knowledge in my own head what she was enjoying.
Finally, when she sensed that I was getting really close from all this sexy talk, she asked me if I wanted to spurt all over her this time. I said 'yes' thinking she meant for me to shoot on her breasts as we lay side-by-side and I moved slightly to be better positioned.
She laughed as I moved and said, “Not like that silly,” lay back on the bed and spread her legs saying I could kneel between her legs and cum all over her if I wanted.
I eagerly rolled over and knelt in place but as I started to go at it in earnest she looked up and said in a calm but very sexy voice, "just on my tummy honey, not any lower, okay?"
I knew what she meant and I was only happy to oblige; staring at her used pussy was exciting as it was but hearing her say not to let my cum drip down there was really erotic.
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Surprise of surprises, when Suzanna came home on Friday afternoon she suggested we go away for the weekend, just ourselves.
She says she didn't have a thought about the weekend until she spoke to Paul on Friday morning and they were talking about the weekend plans. She says that he asked her if he could maybe beg-out of the weekend as he'd been invited to join some of his buddies in going down south (Maryland or somewhere) to go golfing on Saturday and Sunday.
She said that at first she was annoyed but then she thought about me and how much she'd enjoyed Wednesday night and she told him that it was okay.
( I thought it best not to mention at first how she had been made to feel like a second-choice to Golf and said what a great idea for just the two of us to have a fun weekend.)
So we made some quick phone-calls and found vacancies everywhere at reasonable prices and quickly got a suite-type hotel room in a nice area up in mountains. As we started to get some stuff together quickly she giggled and said that, "we don't need to bring much in clothes!" so I knew to expect a sexy weekend.
We left and headed up there about 6pm on Friday evening.
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It was pretty late when we checked in later that night so I knew not to expect much in sex and I was right.
We cuddled up naked in bed and did some of what we would have called 'heavy petting.' She asked me if I was going to be okay given the hard-on she worked me up to. I told her that it was sort of fun to want her that much and she smiled, patted my cock and said, "wait till tomorrow then honey" and rolled over so that we were spooning. She giggled as she felt my cock stabbing her in the back but at the same time she pulled me close pulling my arms around her and cooed about how much fun it was getting me, and she admitted herself too, turned on like this.
I was hoping for some fun on Saturday morning but it turned out to be a nice day and not rainy as the forecast had predicted. She pranced around naked for most of the morning making it very obvious she was teasing me; she also admitted to be getting very turned on herself too. At one point she said she was tempted to either outright have sex with me, or she teased, "maybe I should just let you put it in for a little bit, but you know, not finish, not till later tonight honey....".
She giggled at my hard cock bobbing away as we showered and washed each other and as we dried each other off I told her again how it turned me on that she shared moments like this with Paul. Even before we were dry she pulled me to her and hugged me deeply and told me she loved me and that she was happy that I could understand that I can let her have her fun with Paul and that it can, "still feel like this between us."
She dropped her towel, turned her back to me and bent forward. I moved behind her and she reached for my cock and gently pulled me to her and let me slide my rigid penis into her. It was heavenly to feel how wet she was already.
I began to move in and out but, with a giggle and a quick movement, she stood up and my slick cock slipped out.
I don't know how she talked me into waiting...but she did.
We went out to lunch, did some hiking around this beautiful lake that was nearby, had some drinks in the early afternoon before going back to our suite.
We got ready to go out to eat and the teasing continued when she put on a skirt that went to below her knees but let me know she had skipped putting panties underneath. Same for her top; she put on an opaque blouse and teased me that, "… my nipples will be hard all night rubbing on my top but only you'll know".
It was so erotic and arousing to be sitting there with her at dinner knowing she was naked beneath her top and skirt, especially when she'd lean forward just like when we were at home and would let me see down her top at her breasts and she'd say, " …. see.... they're hard" referring to her nipples.
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She had really gotten me worked up by the time we got back to our hotel. I've said it many times it feels like a first-date with her and when we got back to the room it was suddenly incredibly erotic that I was actually going to undress my wife for me to have sex with her.
It was really an intense moment for both of us when we both felt the connection resume almost instantly. I caressed her breasts and gently tugged at her nipples and she melted into my arms. From there it was just passion between us.
Yes, oh my god yes, she absolutely teased the heck out of me about, "how it feels to be in me again baby....”
I knew she'd let me put it in her earlier and I was just so into it when she looked up at me and said, "No condom tonight honey, okay?" I cannot describe how it felt to hear her tell me that and to feel her pussy gush a little bit as she did so; my 'lie detector' in a way.
I pushed all the way into her and snuggled up and she moaned at how long it'd been since she felt me filling her like that. She told me how my cock feels so different than Paul’s; that I stretch her when I'm all the way in where Paul's fat knob stretches her wider but just till he's in her.
A few moments later she looked up at me with the most intensely sexual smouldering look and teased, "Do I feel bigger inside from him?"
I moaned a "maybe.... yeah.... maybe...." and she giggled and pulled her legs back even further for me and told me to, "enjoy it....".
Every time I'd push into her all the way there was this squishing noise and she'd moan and clutch at my back to pull me back in as I pulled out of her on each stroke.
As we got into fucking I had thoughts as I looked down at her about Paul no doubt enjoying her just as I was now doing. These thoughts made me feel even hornier and I told her so; I told her that, “I love that he does this to you too."
She squealed something about "....you being right where he cums...." as she blasted off into another orgasm.
As I felt her rocking back and forth and, feeling her pussy go from squeezing me tightly to feeling like it was barely there, it just got to me. I moved my knees up a bit and pushed up at her raising her butt off the bed and fucked her hard and deep until I could take it no longer.
I opened my eyes just as I was about to cum to see her looking back at me but her eyes weren't focused at all and I realized she was just on the edge of a huge earth shattering orgasm. I knew when I came in her what was going to happen and I loved that it almost felt like slow motion as I enjoyed the last few thrusts until I let go with the mother-load of cum in her. It wasn't that it was so many spurts but, my god,- it was intensely hot and each spurt felt like lava. As I let go of the second thick rope of cum in her she felt it and sure enough, she began to shake and writhe back and forth and then she just moaned over and over softly as she rocked back and forth as I finished cumming in her and kept riding her for as long as I stayed hard.
She was motionless when I finally pulled out of her, not moving a muscle but her pussy stayed gaping open and my cum began to dribble out before she took a deep breath and opened her eyes. I felt such a rush having fucked her like that knowing how she looked and how long it took for her to get up on one elbow and wriggle her finger to motion me to her.
It was a wonderful way to spend the weekend.
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So that was this past weekend and she's already told me that she's seeing Paul tomorrow evening and that she wants to spend the night with him either Friday or Saturday night.
A part of me is thinking it will be Friday night but maybe if he's playing golf on Saturday that may determine what we do. Whatever, it may likely be the afternoon before she gets home.
I was happy for her to do what she wants for having just had such a wonderful weekend and how close it made us feel and knowing we have maybe 6 more weekends before one or both of our kids are home again, how can I possibly tell her no.
I love her.
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Friday: It was no surprise to get a text to say she will be staying over tonight and as I write that she is no doubt enjoying herself at Paul's. Nothing to concern me though for I got a call from a buddy earlier this afternoon who had an extra ticket for a Jazz concert tonight in NYC. What a great Gig, I can't remember when I enjoyed a session so much.
It’s weird coming home to an empty house and that is sinking in now as I'm typing this, but it's okay, I'm up from my own night out, the show and dinner and drinks before.
That said, I don't know whether we're approaching the danger-zone, at least not just yet. She told me before she left this morning that I should 'enjoy myself tonight' and when she kissed me said that I should 'use my imagination' if I needed to.
I am going to start getting annoyed if she's not back tomorrow morning and pushes it to the afternoon. I told her that, "I hope we'll have some of tomorrow to enjoy together", mentioning the weather forecast being really nice.
I suppose if I'd been home all night, it would likely be getting to me now, maybe in a bad way, but having had my own night out, my plan is to unwind in front of the TV with a glass of wine for a half-hour before bed and then, I do believe I'll enjoy myself quite well.
I have often asked myself how I can feel so cold about sex with my wife and that made me think that maybe I have sort of gotten past feeling much about her having sex. It just doesn't really bother me what she does and I guess when she isn't going to be focusing on me, that it seems easier to be okay with right now. For me it's much more what she does and what she says with me that seems to fuel my arousal.
Of course what she's doing tonight (and likely in the morning again) will surely be part of my enjoyment with her later when she does get home but right now it doesn't bother me like maybe it should. The important thing always been about what happens between us and, yes, indirectly what she does and has with her boyfriends.
I think that's something I realized a long time ago that it's not how the guys she's been with have treated her, but it's how she's been with them that's turned me on. Not sure if that makes any sense but it does to me right now.
So with that thought, and the thought of her likely asleep next to Paul right now, that glass of red wine is calling me. I'll hold the thought for when I get to bed!
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She just called me this morning as she got in the car to come home. It was then that she saw that I'd texted her last night and that I was actually going to the jazz concert. She sounded jealous of me for a change!
Oh well, back to the yard-work until she gets home.
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When she came in on Saturday it was clear she was quite jealous that I'd gone to the concert without her. It felt good to hug and feel her close again but I also could tell quite clearly that she wasn't going to want any sexual attention from me. Surely she wasn’t that annoyed that I’d gone out on my own?
We talked only briefly about her night and what she'd done with Paul but she made me feel like I was prying and for whatever reason gave me the impression she didn't want to openly share. She diverted my questions by asking me if I'd jerked off on Friday night. When I said yes she kissed me and told me she liked knowing that but that was all we really talked about.
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I did seek out her clothes in the hamper later on in the day and yes, her panties looked to have quite a stain on them but I said nothing and after she showered and changed we went out for the day and enjoyed the beautiful weather.
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It was the same yesterday morning that no mention was made of her time with him but there seemed to be a change in her demeanour later when we came home in the afternoon after a trip to the mall. For the first time I could feel her attention was back on me as she kissed me passionately and told me, "thank you for giving me my time yesterday, I really appreciated it."
She told me that she loved knowing she could come home and truly have love and support from me and that I could also understand how she wanted some time after she'd gotten home so that she could still enjoy how she felt from being with him.
I told her that I thought she enjoyed her shower on Saturday and she told me it felt wonderful to know that I understood. I told her I did and that it felt good to me to be able to show her that. She then surprised me when she changed tack and said that she didn't want to have sex with me; not just yet.
The surprise continued when she again brought up about maybe getting away with Paul for a weekend. She suggested the weekend after Mothers' day which would be one of the last weekends before the kids are home for the summer. (As an aside, maybe our son won't be coming home; he says he has other plans for the summer!).
I told her that as long as we still felt close and was she was good with that I thought it might work out but I mentioned that on days like Sunday after she's been with Paul earlier that sometimes I need to know she understands that I still have some needs. That put a huge grin on her face when I said that and that she just wants to be sure that I am content.
She smiled and told me to lie back on the bed and close my eyes. I felt some movement on the bed and a part of me thought I felt her climbing over me and I thought that she'll likely tell me to open my eyes and maybe she'll be asking me to lick her pussy or that she'll be pushing it in my face. Instead, when she climbed up onto me I felt her undo my pants and pushed them and my boxers down and before I realized what was happening she slid her mouth down onto my cock and began to gently but so sexily sucked my cock!
She sucked her mouth all the way down as far as she could manage and then came back up and my stiff cock bobbed free. She turned towards me and said, "Are you complaining?"
I quickly shook my head and she said, "I wanted to do this for you, you should enjoy it baby", and with that she resumed sucking my cock.
I asked her if she might slip her pants and panties off to, "… give me something sexy to see." She pulled off of my cock again giggled and said, "You really get horny looking at me... okay...." and with that she reached down and slipped off her pants and panties.
She didn't quite get into a 69 with me but she lay on her side and raising one leg said, "I'd rather you just looked, this is for you baby...."
I knew what she meant and wanted. With another deep suck she pulled again off my cock and said, "I'm kind of wanting to just be Paul's now maybe for this week honey?"
She immediately went back to sucking my cock and I knew she could feel that what she'd said had gotten my cock to grow and start to throb. She gently massaged my balls and stroked my cock as she sucked.
She could tell when I was getting close and each time she'd pull her mouth off my cock and look up at me and say, "Almost ready baby, aren't you, I can tell".
I so wanted to touch her pussy but I knew better and believe me, while it was hard to resist, feeling her wonderful mouth on my cock was sooooo nice. It wasn't my imagination, I noticed her pussy getting visibly wetter the more she sucked and by the 3rd time she pulled off just before I exploded, this time her index finger snaked into her pussy and I watched her gently rub her clit as she sucked me for what would be the last time. I felt my cock start to throb and knew I was on the verge … and she just kept going.
I reached out and gently put my hand on the back of her head just as I let go with a grunt. She gagged on the first spurt as even I could feel it was a huge amount of cum, but with every other one, her hand gently stroked along as I moaned away in blissful pleasure.
With a deep suck she pulled off my now softening cock for the last time and as she lay there on her side up on her elbow she looked at me and smiled. She then reached over and again (she's learned so well!) she put her thumb way down below my balls and ran it all the way up to the tip causing a thick glob of semen to ooze out of my cock. On my God, it felt so good to feel her gently pull out those last few drops.
It wasn't until she leaned over me that I realized she hadn't swallowed yet and I immediately got up on my elbow to meet her in a passionate kiss. She brought up her fingers with the last few dregs of my cum on them and we both licked them together. She pulled back as we kissed and she told me she loved me and loved sharing 'this' with me. I told her that it made me feel really close to her after she'd done such a wonderful job on my cock.
Afterwards she cuddled up to me and asked me if I was going to be okay with her 'Just being Paul's this week'.
I told her that I would be but that I thought that maybe next weekend, that maybe she wouldn't need an overnight with him and that maybe we can have some 'our time'.
She giggled and said, "Yes, honey, I'm sure we can work something like that out....." and then added ".... but for now I am kind of looking forward to Wednesday with him.... if you're okay with that."
As she said that she reached over and began to pull her panties back on and, teasing me and showing me her pussy, said, "say goodbye for now"!
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She told me that she wanted to just focus on Paul this week. I sort of expected it and am not surprised. I know that we now have maybe 5 weekends left till our home is no longer an empty-nest.
I would have rather had sex with her last weekend than just a blow-job but, then again, I know from how she is that her sucking me off like that is a VERY 'giving' thing for her to do. In some ways, I think I recognize that even more now in that I know she did it solely because it was going to be good for me and enjoyable for me.
I'd be lying if I said that her wanting him this week didn't turn me on; it obviously does.
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She did see him yesterday but was home at a very reasonable hour ,well in time for us to run out for a bite to eat and to have a drink at the bar afterwards where I told her that knowing she'd been sitting opposite me for the past few hours knowing she was still wet from being with Paul was turning me on like crazy.
She moved next to me and rubbed her body against me and kissed me and said, “You’ll enjoy it later on then."
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Tonight was just a repeat of past Wednesdays where I masturbate while she talks and teases me. I think the time we'd been together earlier had really revved me up such that she commented several times about how big my cock looked and how she loved to watch me.
I know it may seem impersonal or cold or unrewarding or unsatisfying but it really isn't that way at all.
She had stripped down to her panties as she lay in bed next to me watching me and I could feel her nipples rock hard against my arm. Her teasing me about keeping her panties on and wanting her pussy to just 'enjoy being with Paul for now' really got me going.
However, when she started to tell me that although I've gotten to have her bare a few times now but that she wants me to go back to using condoms again, that really got to me and she could tell that I was getting close. She teased me saying sexily to me that, "awww, you like that idea don't you honey? You know, maybe for the summer again, you know, just Paul getting to have me bare...." and she whispered in my ear, "what do you think honey?...." She saw my hand start to move faster and teased, "awww, you like that idea don't you.... I love that it turns you on like that baby".
With that I grunted and she moved closer to watch me as I started to cum. I heard her moan as I let go and I felt her hand on mine as I stroked through the last few spurts to which she just moaned, "ooooh, that is soooooo sexy to watch".
She brought her fingers covered with my cum up to my lips she whispered how erotic it is to see all of my sperm spurting out like that.
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I told her that we could talk about their weekend away tonight and tomorrow night and as we talked she asked if Paul could come to our house this Saturday night. Before I could say anything she added that he is playing a golf-game on Saturday and Sunday so he'd be arriving later in the day and again leaving in the morning on Sunday morning.
I asked her how that made her feel that he was squeezing her in between his golf games and she said that she understands his enjoyment is similar to our enjoyment of skiing in the same way so she doesn't feel bad about it. She did add however, that, “Sometimes I feel like a golf-widow.”
I wanted to make sure that it was clear that I wasn't upset about her focus being elsewhere this week. Matter of fact, I haven't said it to her but I sort of expected the next month to be her focussing more towards him but that it will be swinging back to me once our home is no longer just ours and that the kids will be around.
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Our weekend began on Friday night when Suzanna and I started talking about the weekend plans a bit more. She was quite vocal about wanting to 'enjoy being with Paul' as much as possible before our kids get home.
She asked me again about the weekend away in May and I told her that I understood what she wanted. She asked me if I was going to be okay with this and as she talked it was clear that it was going to definitely mean that it was going to be a lean month or so between me and her sexually.
I asked her more about that and she said that she can't help how she feels once she starts seeing him more and letting herself get into it; she asked me again if I was going to be okay with that part of things.
I told her that I wasn't prepared to not have any contact with her at all, but that as long as we still had some time and fun together that I would be okay.
One thing she felt she had to tell me was that I would be using condoms with her. She teased me that while our weekend away on our own was a few weeks back already she told me that I 'should have enjoyed that a lot' but that it's going to be a while before she will want me bare again.
She said that it just is something she really enjoys when she's going to be seeing Paul a lot and reminded me, "to, you know, only have his stuff in me." With that she kissed me and asked me if that thought still turned me on.
I didn’t need to answer and she giggled when she felt how hard I was already and told me that she loved that I was so into having this kind of fun with her.
It was one of those moments when it was easy to talk and I just told her that I still found it to be incredibly erotic that she and I wanted it to just be Paul cumming in her. She squealed with delight as I told her that '.. .I wanted it ...' and she hugged me and kissed me again and told me how wonderful I was.
Then she held me tightly and said something like, "having just him cum in me is so exciting to me" and teasing me about, " how much more he cums in me than you and how sexy it makes me feel".
She made it clear that she would also find it sexy if I felt I 'had to' masturbate from being so turned on about everything and then she teased me that I could have her on Sunday after Paul leaves … if that’s what I wanted. She said it was up to me if I waited or not teasing that, "it's always better for you when you wait".
After we talked a bit more she looked at me and said, "so, do you need to now?" meaning did I need to masturbate.
I told her no and that I sort of enjoyed the wait for her this way which made her smile and giggle and tease back that, "you'll really need to cum by Sunday...".
With no sex on the horizon I steeled myself up to wait and we actually wound up lighting a fire in the fire-pit on Friday night and spending some time out in the back yard enjoying the surprise of a delay in the forecasted rain.
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She was all giddy and such on Saturday morning. She made no secret that she was going to 'touch up' and run the razor over her still-bald pussy while she was in the shower. I did offer to come into the shower and help her but she declined!
Afterwards as I still lay in our bed she made a point of prancing around the bedroom with just the towel around her head including spending a lot of time in front of the mirror in which I could see her naked body. At times she'd come close to me to take some clothes out of her closet and figure out what she wanted to wear.
At least that’s was what I thought at first until I realized she was doing it over and over and I finally said, "are you just trying to tease the heck out of me?"
She giggled and said, "It appears to be working".
She finally began to pull out some underwear from the drawer but before she put anything on she walked right up to the edge of the bed and said, "No touching....." then a second later, "… but I thought you might like to see this." She stood there and moved one foot to the side and spread her legs slightly and as I watched she ran one finger up and down her bald pussy before slowly pushing it INTO her pussy and finger-fucking herself for a few seconds. When she pulled it out she teased me waving her finger in front of my face and said, "see, I'm wet already".
Paul showed up later than I'd expected. He called Suzanna and told her that his golf-game was running late and that he would bring us a Chinese food take-out for dinner, if that was okay. They had a short discussion as to what he'd bring and it was very nice when in reference to something he'd suggested she said, "Yeah, Stef would like that." She added to the list a couple of other things that she knew I'd like to which he said he would pick that up and he'd pay for dinner.
They closed the call and she turned to me and asked me to run to the store for some wine. By the time I got back and we finished up some of the tidying up around the house and the yard, it was almost time for Paul to show up.
I will say that Suzanna seemed more excited than usual while we were waiting ….
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… and that's another book almost filled. I'll find a fresh one later as I figure I'm going to have plenty to write about!
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