I then asked if she would set it up for this trip and she told me that she would let me know of her plans. I put my hand up and said i didn't want to ...now beforehand this time but only after. Then we would talk. She looked a bit nervous but said she would. Even though i knew now that i couldn't satisfy Cindy we had a weekend fuckfest preceding her next trip. I must have worn two or three layers of skin off my tongue, my dick and her clit that weekend. I kissed her monday before i left for. When I came back into the family room with the brandy Brent said, "I think our shop talk must have put Jan to sleep."I looked over at Jan and she did look like she was passed out. I shook my head and turned to Brent and said, "Jan seldom drinks more that a glass or two of wine. It's funny that when she has too much to drink you never notice until she passes out. Now I won't be able to wake her up. I'll have to carry her up to bed later."Brent said, "Why don't I help you carry her up to bed. You guys know who you are, thanks for all your help. If there are any mistakes when I upload new chapters, know they did all that they could and I jacked it up in the end. Also, I’d like to thank all of you that read the stuff that swirls around in my head. While I write for myself, I am glad that I can bring others joy by them reading what I write.Waking up, I hoped that last night had been a dream, but I knew deep down it wasn’t. I had no desire to do anything, but I had to go to work. There. Andy made it to breakfast at ten and found Candy waiting. As he sat down, she picked up a tray.“This is for Marsha,” she said. “Yours is in the oven, have some coffee and wait for me.”Andy poured some coffee and sat down. Was this a new Candy, or was it an act? Could she keep this up for the next five days? He put the cup down and was holding his head in his hands, elbows on the table when Candy came back.“Are you okay love?” Candy said.“Puzzled,” he said. “I get where we’re going. Marsha’s.