”“Helen’s a user,” Danny agreed a little sadly. “She’ll treat you nicely for as long as you’re useful. Something better comes along and ...ou’re history.”“I shoulda listened to you, man.”Danny nodded. “You should’ve, but she’s damn pretty and she knows how to bat her eyelashes for effect. Peace?”Tom thought about the offer and then nodded with a grin. “Peace. I guess it’s healthier for me.”“I hated to do it, man,” Danny offered.“And I hated you doing it,” Tom answered unconsciously touching his. My shoulders writhed. Anger burned in my cheeks. They all knew my wife had cheated on me. I could hear them sniggering. It was one thing for Alice to have her fun, but everyone on the plane knew about it.Fuck, this was embarrassing.I grabbed her hand and pulled her out. She slipped past the Black man, her breasts almost popping out of her dress. I pushed her in front of me as she let out another giggle, her eyes going vacant. She was oscillating between being a bimbo and...“Fuck, the altitude?”. Whatever… Both the possibilities were in my favor. So, I continued squeezing her big breasts. Then, I slowly unbuttoned the upper hook of the blouse and dared to slide my right hand into it. Now I got her nipple and dragged that boob out. Still bua did not give any reaction to my hand’s touches. Now, I was pretty sure that she was not sleeping. Then, I played with her nipple for a couple of minutes. Perhaps she could not control anymore and finally moaned slightly and rolled her hand on my. I mean it. It is not the end of the world. I told you because I love you. I do not want to lose you. I do not want you finding out the wrong way about; well, about the things I am doing with Marcus," she said. I'm sure she thought her tone was supportive, but she was killing me."Millie, you're my wife. Is what you really want a divorce? I mean after all of these years, Millie, twenty-one years!" I said, my eyes swelling and dripping all but blood."Clarence, no. I do not want a divorce, and.