.well, nobody could judge me. Only the waking can be judged. Don’t say a word, Laura. Stay quiet as a mouse.The beautiful, gentle breaths kept driz...ling up my dress like honey falling onto strawberries. Yes, it was definitely a thumb hooked in there; I could feel the fingers splaying gently across the other side of the material. Another thumb joined it, gripping the left hem just like I gripped the head of the mattress underneath the pillow. Where nobody could see my white knuckles.Fuck, who. Lying nude in a tub filled with bubble bath with the... the bitch-whore wife of my employer. That's the man I promised to love, honor and obey, until death do us part... lying in there with another woman's mouth on his penis, letting her kiss him there, obviously enjoying it the way his face is twisted like some beast in heat, letting her do that to him while the woman he supposedly loves, his wife--ME--is in the same house... oh, God, it couldn't be true, it couldn't be happening... but it. Storms made her nervous, and she hated driving in the pouring rain and wind. “How far out is the storm?”“Weather-man said it’s ‘bout 30 minutes out.”Katie bit her bottom lip, and turned back to Brian, “As much as I hate to admit it, storms freak me out, and I especially hate driving in them. There are two bedrooms in the bungalow, so do you think that we could share, just for the night?”Brian didn’t hesitate. He had been trying to muster up the courage to ask her to stay, but he didn’t want. I'd been too busy to jerk myself off and besides, I hadn't felt like it! Escapism was what I needed, so the cinema it was.I bought my ticket and sat, middle centre because apparently that's where you get the best sound? I sat there, watching the boring ads and waiting for the main feature to start. There weren't many people in at all - in fact, there was only one woman sitting in the row in front of me; she must have had the same idea about the sound system? It was as there was an ad playing.