“You don’t get many hours in?” I asked.“Not cross-country,” she said. “It’s like anything else - if you don’t practice, you lose your ...ouch!”I winked at her and she laughed, but we were entering the building so no more banter was possible. We followed a sign which directed us to an auditorium where I saw a sea of sailors in dress uniform - a mix of officers and enlisted - though my dad was wearing ‘only’ a suit and tie.“Grandpa isn’t in uniform?” Albert asked.“No,” I replied. “I think he’d be. I'll have more of you. I need that pussy. I need to fuck you. Run along now. I have to get back. Go on!" I slowly walked back up the shoreline, letting my cock shrink as I went. I could see Erica gathering her towel and other things and quickly moving toward the parking area. She was leaving, but I would see her again soon. I had enjoyed my first taste of cheating. I wanted more. I saw my wife looking around on the deck and her eyes settled on me. I waved to her and she waved back. It was time. I finished my shopping and hurried home. Once home, I put away my purchases, then prepped everything for dinner. I texted him, and told him dinner would be at 8; if he wanted to come earlier, that was up to him. I looked at the stove clock; it said 6:40. I decided I'd get in the shower. Once under the stinging water (I prefer my shower like my men - hard), I began thinking about my encounter at the market. Would he show up? If he did, what would happen? Would we kiss? Would we fuck? The thought. 'Why didn't you bring me my breakfast this morning?' 'Sorry, I wasn't aware that you would be awake for it,' he explained and put the silver tray on the small table by the door. 'It won't happen again.' 'It better not!' she growled and slammed shut the tome that was on her small lap. 'I've been waiting four hours for something to eat! If you do it one more time I will have my sister revoke your pay for two weeks!' 'But, Lady Proud,' the small first year girl at her feet spoke in a soft and.