If only... Yet things with his wife were not all right. He considered, for instance, the few hours she'd lain next to him on the beach. Had she talked...to him? No. Flirted with him, touched him, swum with him, glanced at him, or in any way recognized his existence? No. No to all of them. He could have made the move, of course, but he'd known how flat her response would have been, and that knowledge did not invite making any moves. Things were stale between them and that was that.And why, anyway,. The outfit showed off her flat belly. I told her that's not the suit of a host. She said fuck being a host, I wore this for you, I know it's making you want to throw me on the ground and fuck me in front of our guest. I told her that she knows me so well. So go change for me lover and I will mingle and make a lot of these women jealous and the men hard, with that I called her a slut and that I loved her. I was looking for my suit. Barbara unpacked my things so I have no idea were it was. I am. The kiss that followed was so completely unexpected that I didn't know how to respond."I think this was long overdue," he said quietly. Then he kissed me again, and I knew exactly what to do.This wasn't the time for explanations or excuses. I just wanted him to keep holding me. There was no time limit on it. It could go on forever as far as I was concerned. It was a light knock on the open door that got our attention."Looks like I might need to write a fraternization policy after all," Tim. Hours pass and I only got more scared , thinking she would never talk to me , or that she simply walked away from home . Until I hear a knock on my bedroom door , she was pounding , head lowers , open the door and without waiting for her to say something has come out apologizing .Excuse Me , Please! Do not be mad at me , will not happen again, I promise!Then she grabs me and hugs me tightly , laying my head on her breasts .It's okay , no need to apologize . I understand you ...I amazed with the.