’ ‘I know I will, but this place is just so romantic.’ My hand stroked Brad’s penis, ‘Perhaps we have time,’ he murmured. ‘Sadly no,’ ... pouted, ‘But honey last night was so good, I loved it.’ ‘Me too, just a perfect night.’ Reluctantly we got up and as Brad packed up I went to the outdoor shower. I washed and lingered in the shower enjoying the flowers and warmth, but also just being naked outside. After he had finished packing, Brad joined me in the shower. ‘You really like this outdoor shower. You know he doesn’t like Mike. Actually, it isn’t dislike. It’s resentment. Mike has the things Carlos always wanted. I’m sure somehow Mike has worked for his success, but Carlos doesn’t see it. All he can see is a silver spooned Gringo rubbing his wealth in his face.”“But Mike has never done that! He’s always been nice to him.”“Doesn’t matter. Most times perception trumps truth.” Sarah stopped, and looked at me until I flushed. Then she continued.“Speaking of perceptions and truth, what’s. I showered late and fixed my hair and make-up, before heading out for James' office. He had moved his office into an industrial park district about the time his secretary had quit. The parking lot was empty, except for James' BMW. I used my key to open the locked office door and immediately started surveying the front office. The office had a very tropical beach theme with mirrored walls and pictures of models in some of the clothes he sold. The secretary's desk was all. She has exceptional legs, and tits that just scream, "Hey! Look at these!" She plays tenor sax in a little jazz combo that works the corporate event circuit in San Francisco. And to add to all this, I have no fucking idea what she sees in me.Two years of marriage, and I still have no idea. I mean, she's given me the standard, "you make me laugh" response, but it really doesn't feel like the whole story. I'm just lucky I guess. It's not like I make more money than her, because I know I don't.I.