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Constance now works part-time, as a sports gymnast, she is only required to work about 15 hours a week, and is at senior level ranking. She makes an average of $30 an hour, and about $23,868 annually. She is offered a total of 10 sick days a year, free health care, free parental leave and childcare. She hasn't been offered a promotion lately, but she also isn't required to work any overtime unless she requests it, for her sake of course. The company she knows is very well known around the world, and offers equal opportunities to people of all ages. The local fitness center is only 3.1 miles away from her house, so she usually visits the local grocery shop after work, and that's where she ran into Travis Wanderly. He had thin brown eyebrows, that matched his semi-wavy dark brown hair, small mustache, and small be ard. He was a Virgo, mixed with Italian, and Lithuanian, he was German American. He stood at a good height of 5'10" feet tall, and graced her presence with his green eyes. Constance usually made around $1,800 a month, which was just put into the bank, unless they needed food or housely buyings. Which meant more traveling money for them, when Travis needed to update his comp cards. Constance had become his number one supporter, and photographer. Things were moving along swiftly, and during their trip to the beach, Travis proposed to Constance, whom was shocked at first because of her advanced age, but accepted because she truly felt a connection between them. Soon Travis's career began to take off due to the efforts of his amazing wife. Everything was going so well, that Travis had starred in three movies, and he was a lead character in one, that Constance had always wanted to see. He felt well accomplished, and was looking to start a family, but Constance was not feeling up to it, so he waited three more months, before he caught her at the perfect moment, and scooped her up into his arms, as they were swimming in their backyard pool. He had taught her to swim, and to dive as well.
Travis swayed in the water gently, as he watched Constance do the same. He was dressed in his black swimming trunks, and she was wearing her black floral two piece bathing suit, that showed her old caesarean section scar. While working on Travis, they also worked on Constance as well. They both knew almost everything there was to know about each other. Constance felt their relationship would always stay honest, if they were honest to each other. So they were, they worked out their flaws together. When the sun had begun to fall slightly, Travis pulled Constance towards him, and kissed her forehead gently, then he started to give her a simple back rub. Constance held her arms around his neck, as she felt his errection against her core, as she began to wrap her legs around his, and kiss his crisp liips gently. Travis felt like this fantasy would end quickly, if they didn't speed the process up. He slid his warm penis out of his shorts, and slid her bottoms to the side, as he began to tease her clitorus with the tip of his penis, in response Constance threw her gorgeous blonde locks back, as moans slithered out of her throat. She didn't know of having such a vulger side before she had met Travis, it was always a mystery to her how their sexual acts would play out. Travis was a genious when it came to spicing things up in their bedroom. Sometimes they would roleplay, or foreplay, but other times, they just clawed eachothers bodies for hours, until one of them needed a break. One of the perks of being with an older woman is she knows what she wants, and when she wants it. As Travis slid inside of her, he decided to flip her over, and onto the pool wall, then he lay a strumb of small butterfly kisses on her neckline, which always drove her wild. Each thrust was met with the equal amount of love, as well as lust. As the sun had almost finished fading into shades of dark blue, the pool and outside lights turned on, just as they came together, Travis had kissed her cherry flavored lips, as Constance fixed her hair back up, and out of her face. Then she fell back into the water, and began to glide along the strides of water, relaxing a bit more. Travis began to drift under the water, until he was fully submerged in the pool, and now layed on the very bottom floor of the three feet side of the pool.
The next morning Constance had to leave early for work, so they showered together that night, and woke up intertwined with nothing more between them but a blanket, and a couple of sheets. Constance was usually the first to wake in the mornings, so she made breakfast as well. Then she packed Travis a lunch, and got his clothes picked out for him. Some times more than not, she would also iron them for him, and begin a load of laundry so he could finish it when he woke up. Constance was gone to work for about 8 hours one day, and 8 hours the next. She always got to choose her hours first, due to her seniority in the company, nobody truly minded though, because she always left plently of overtime for the people that needed it the most. Most people thought she was a godsend some days, they had never really seen her angry, or in an unhappy manor, boy was that all about to change.
SAVE!!!