I wrapped my hot tongue around her nipple ring and tugged.“It worries me though, baby. This can be dangerous don’t you think? I don’t want this ...o ruin what we built together… Our marriage.” Her voice had a hint of real concern. A concern that I had as well, but all I cared about was satiating my addiction. Fuck the red flags .“Do you love me, Leah?” I looked up at her. “Of course I do, Jim!” She slapped my shoulder. “But you know how I get, I’m a sex addict… I get carried away sometimes… I. ‘Rosie,’ Jack starts, ‘I…I don’t know. I went out with Candy and as I sat there listening to her, I kept thinking why am I here? I wondered what you were doing. Thinking, she’s nothing like Rose and then all of a sudden, I just wanted to be with you.’ At this point, I just stared at Jack and asked him to pinch me. Jack laughs, but instead of pinching me, he pulls me close and kisses me. There was such an intensity and want in that kiss, it left me breathless, shocked and extremely aroused! As. "I saw her coming out of the dayroom. She saw me and stopped moving.I watched her watching me and I grinned."He missed." I said softly.The girl shifted her stance and turned so that her left side was towards me, her fists cocked, one near her waist and the other at shoulder level.My grin got bigger. I walked slowly towards her, my weight on the balls of my feet.Her expression never changed; calm and relaxed, patient and planning. Definitely more dangerous than the man. I linked and hit her with. Well, I had me a woman, sort of. Would it last, our relationship? Well, one could hope. Three years plus without one but the dry spell seemed to be over. And, if it was over, I had a plan.She was making coffee, and it smelled good. I came into the kitchen. I plopped down in one of the straight backed chairs that flanked her dinette table.“That was a great night, girl,” I said. She snickered.“I think that I can agree with your assessment pretty much unconditionally,” she said.“Hmm, would it be.