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Posting Date 2010-07-19 09:07:10
Author Lynridskinrid
Title OIld Married Couple
Category fell in love
Where it happend at home
Age then 26
Age now 26
Gender FEMALE
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Story Length 813
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OIld Married Couple

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Rolling along like an old married couple
I know that Peter moved into the spare room at my apartment , and we have a really nice master bedroom at the house that we share , I think that we have moved into that dressing gown and slippers relationship , that I thought came after twenty years of wedded bliss . The spare room at the apartment is where he keeps his clothes and his laptop, he doesn’t sleep in it. I have had a struggle with the no penetrative sex until after the wedding day, more than he has I think, but I have determination so I will see it through.
My mother thinks that we are slightly crazy, and she tells me that I have more self restraint than she had when she was younger. I hope she never goes into details , I was sure that they , having had me in their early forties , must have had sex by accident , because people that old don’t do it . Another twenty years and I hopefully will prove that theory wrong.
I have even started cooking , but as I nor Peter get in until after seven at night most nights , it is more like reheating a Marks & Spencer Gourmet dinner for two which at £10 ( $15) including wine , is brilliant . I get home, throw of the dark suit, peel off the undergarments, throw on cool and cotton shorts and a tee shirt, and do the food. We read the newspapers, do the crossword together, and chill. I find chilling out as a couple more relaxing that sole chilling ever was.
Six months ago we bounced into my bedroom and made out , to use a term that the older American guys will just about remember from their youth , now we drink wine and look at the stars , most nights , the making out nights have therefore become more special . The alterations have been finished and we have all the rooms decorated, and furnished. It seems strange that when he wanted to decorate all the new rooms in pink and blue, I fought for magnolia. Children are still on my wanted list, I believe that I am a fertile woman able to bear children, but painting nurseries this far ahead seems to be tempting fate. Those rooms remain sparsely furnished. The new room for the Nanny is now another spare bedroom.
My passing interest in Pornography has waned totally, especially after reading a book detailing how much corruption and money exists in that industry, so all my sex life is monogamous, and delightfully so. Jessica Rabbit is a shared toy now, and not something that I hope the Airport scanner does not show up too greatly as I scurry about.
I have taken interests in his hobbies ,he is trying at Golf , but gets thrashed by me , and struggles to beat my brother . I watch him play Polo, and ride to hounds, neither are my favourites, although mother is a great horsewoman. He has started getting excitable over cars , and has a Audi A3 to celebrate getting his licence back , It is second hand , but the insurance , despite it being a company car , has gone through the roof . He did suggest that I trade the 911 in for that really ugly Porsche four door sports saloon the Panamera. I think pan meaning wide and mera being sea, it should be sunk without trace, it is so ugly, uglier that the Nissan Infiniti.
So I reflect , after over a year or two together , we have gone from a fizzy bubbly light frantic champagne to a fine old cognac as far as sex is concerned , mature considered and warm , without the hectic rush and desire to finish in moments .

We have even mingled our friends , although flying in to see Suita was great , she constantly tells me about how getting the baby’s head through her tight girl parts after 36 hours of labour was like the worst pain she had ever had . Though as the mother of twins she can be quite brazen as she pops open her bra to reveal both huge chocolate nipples to the world. Peter spilt his drink at the sudden display. Sunita took the piss mercilessly, in her mock Indian accent. Oh have you not seen big swollen titties before, Peter? He tried to colour red and hide into the huge red leather Chesterfield he was sat on. Her nipples are huge and she knew she was putting on a show for my betrothed, just to irritate me. He got a real eyeful of her though, bitch! She stopped when I suggested that her new name should be Bucket sized pussy.

My brothers are much nicer, I am getting on with his family, Life is good, and this you lucky people is probably my last story, I have run out of things to say

Love

Lynne


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