As the afternoon wore on, Ana and I had got a huge amount of alcohol; so between the pot and alcohol our minds were fogged.On our way back from the po...l two black Jamaican huge men started talking to us, asking if we were enjoying our stay there.I noticed they were both checking Anita’s body out and they liked what they saw for sure. My wife’s nipples were hard and her pussy lips were glistening in the shadows.We finally went back to our room; we shared a warm shower and dressed up for dinner.. I found her lips again and pulled at her sweatpants. I wanted to make her feel as amazing as she was. I wanted her to feel as amazing I do when I’m around her. She shifted uneasily and I looked down at her. “Just remember. You’re with me. You’ve got nothing to worry about, I promise.” I kissed her lips one more time, and move in between her legs. “It’ll be okay.” I slid her sweatpants down to her knees and one by one, I slipped one leg out at a time, and toyed with her panties. “You know,. I listened to him intone the words and joined him in 'amen'."See you Saturday, Brother Bob." Right. Tell Carlita that I send my prayers." Yessir."Friday morning we slept in a little and ate a late breakfast at a local diner over Lita's objections. "I am supposed to cook breakfast, Dave, and eating here costs money." We did the dishes last night and this way we don't have to wash the breakfast dishes and I can afford to feed us breakfast."She was smiling as she objected weakly. After breakfast,. It took her quite some time to settle down during which she plugged the kettle back in and made herself a cup of tea. Irrationally, she checked the fuse cupboard to make sure all was as it should be. Her knowledge of electrics was sufficiently poor that she would not have recognised a problem if there were one, unless there were scorch marks.She stored the groceries in the fridge and kitchen cabinets. The mundane action helped to soothe her.At last, exhausted, she reconnected the television and.