I had avoided talking about all my wives and lovers, other than mentioning their personal accomplishments. We talked about the Great Marsh, the warm w...ather, the different cultures I’d run into, the look of the villages, towns and cities. I explained such a world wasn’t ready to join the Empire.When Abhati asked about the wounds I’d obtained there, the crowd went quiet. It was easy to talk about the assassination attempt on my life. Kate and Merritt had seen the end of it, and they had reported. "I wish I could be too, babe."She smiled, keeping her eyes closed. She grabbed the phone, turning off the speaker. "I miss spooning with you early in the morning, waking up and feeling your body against me and the way your breath made the back of my neck tingle."They spent the rest of the day on the phone. Kate had a few scattered around the house, but even so, the batteries kept dying on her. Tim's solitary house phone died later, at which point, they switched to cell phones. Those didn't last. I could see her hips begin to move in almost imperceptible undulations. "That's it baby," Luke exhorted her, "now you're gettin' into it. Move your cunt around on my cock. Show me what a slut you are. Show me how much you love my cock" "Ooohhh God, uummmhhhh," moaned my wife, her head tilted back, mouth open and groaning openly. Luke moved to kiss her and this time she didn't turn her head away, but met his hungry mouth with open lips. Her whole body was moving now. Every muscle stretching. She asked me not to tell anyone that they were there. A couple of days later she said she had some more pictures on her phone to show me. They had gone to dinner and she had pictures of herself in a nice classic little red dress. One of her selfies was clearly showing bare tits but again she didn’t hide it from me and just smiled when I did see it and commented on how beautiful she looked. Then about a week later she was in tears again from splitting up with him. She wanted to talk again but.