She really was my physical ideal. Not the ideal woman maybe. She was more like the ideal of a Grecian sculpture. I've been in museums and nearly run m... hands over some classical sculpture. You just want to run your hands over it and appreciate the physicality, the existence of something so perfect.That night, I dreamt about her. In the dream I talked to her and invited her to lunch. We met and hit it off. I called work and said I wasn't coming back. She invited me over to her place. Her. ‘god l missed you bro’ ‘missed you to’ he held me tighter. I could feel my breasts squeezed between us, my leg between his legs, his between mine. It was all l could do to stop myself from rubbing myself on his leg. I was aching to kiss him but knew l couldn’t, my husband was upstairs. It was obvious to me that l still loved him and craved to have him in me, this was a big mistake, inviting him over to stay. O god l could feel his cock hardening whilst we hugged, l still. More

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