This is a mistake, I whispered. I…I should be with my husband. Its our honeymoon. The woman placed her finger on my lips, shushing me. Dont feel gui...ty. Youll have the rest of your life to be with him. This weekend you get to have some fun. The woman was right and I felt my guilt melt away. I had the rest of my life to spend with Jacob, but only this weekend to spend with this woman. And the chauffeur. I didnt even know the auburn-haired womans name. I mean, I let the woman finger me to orgasm.. . Goodnight A'moth. Take care of yourself." And then she was gone.And then for a long while, A'moth left my life. We met briefly once, at the very end of summer, March 20'th I think. After feeding her, I showed her around my new house. I had the impression she already saw it though. We chatted for a short while, told each other we loved each other, and then she was gone. Carlotta and I were married a week later, Saturday, March 28, 2009.A'moth left us a bombshell of a wedding present. It showed. “They’ll stick to it. Well, that’s the feeling I get. And they do owe you, and that big time,” she said.“Hmm,” I said.In spite of my job, which required a lot of my time, spare and otherwise, we’d been spending a lot of time with each other. Tonight, we were in bed sans our clothes. Well, cold as it was outside; it was January; it was hot as could be inside our bedroom. Crazy hot actually.She played with my toys. I played with her globes—both sets. And yes, we were doing it. And oh boy was I. .. Oh yes! ... Ah!”“Now, dear, relax and enjoy your afterglow. You are so sweet, so responsive ... Taste yourself.”“You’re so good to me.”“Orgasm is the best foreplay ... Do you trust me?”“You know I do. You know so much!”“Well, I should bring something to the table. Knowledge doesn’t compare with what you offer. You are so young, so lovely, so smooth, ... so snug!”“So full!”“Yes, my darling. Tell me what you feel. Your enjoyment is large part of mine.”“I feel you moving in me and your chest.