" They laughed together before she jumped off him, grabbed her blouse and pants (left the panties there), grabbed my hand and led me back to our cabin... Laurie raced ahead of me, naked in the tropical moonlight. When I got to our cabin, I found her on the bed, leaning back against the headboard, her still moist thighs spread in unspoken invitation. “Make me another drink, baby.” Laurie’s voice was hardly more than a whisper. I took the last of the ice and poured my beautiful young wife another. “That’s the problem,” she said. “I’m not sorry.”“Why is that a problem?”“I thought if I did that to you, I’d know what it was like and then I could use it to control Steve. Now I know I can’t even control myself.”I put the weight down.“Look,” I said. “It seems to me the answer to your problems is simple. Just don’t go out on dates and you won’t get horny and want to do things with Steve or any other guy.”She stared at me.“For such a genius, you sure are stupid.”“Tanya Clarke does it,” I. The small amount of cloth covering my pussy was quite soaked from my juices.I stepped back and Chris exited the booth to settle our bill to our room. I watched him for a moment, then turned to Bob and Steve. “Yes, very much so.” I put my hand out, “I was hoping you might help me with that problem …” They were sliding out of the booth immediately.Chris was waiting for us at the exit of the bar. I walked in the midst of them to the elevator. I stopped in front of it and told Chris we were going. “Those commercials are missing one thing though,” I said getting down on one knee, “Kris, I didn’t think it was possible for me to ever feel this way again, but being with you has become the most important thing in my life and I don’t ever want it to end…will you marry me?” For a moment she just stared at the ring, like she was in shock. The silence was deafening. My stomach started doing flip-flops. I could feel the knee of my Levis getting wet from the moist sand and I thought I had blown it..