‘Happy Birthday!’ I said. Smart move Mayra. No! Hey No! Nothing, I thought. ‘Thank you, but you shouldn’t have.’ His voice sounded so good...to my ears. I could tell he wasn’t mad anymore or at least I thought that he wasn’t. ‘Yeah, that’s what you tell me every year. I just came by to drop it of didn’t want to send it in the mail I was afraid it would break,’ I said, looking at him without taking my eyes from his. He looked at me for a few minutes or at least it felt like that. ‘I never. It was all she could hope for. As the minutes and conversation passed, Mr. Carrick mentioned that he had a few kids at home. With this, Layla assumed he was married and decided to back off. Layla wasn’t happy in her own marriage, but wouldn’t put anyone else’s marriage in jeopardy. When the party was winding down, Mr. Carrick asked Layla to help him wash some of the glasses in the break room. She quickly agreed. Any moment alone with him would add to her fantasies later on that night. As she. "Happy to see me are you?" She giggled and studied the rise in his black trunks."Oh my God. I'm so sorry." Kevin rolled over in the sand, hiding away the sign of his arousal."Don't be sorry. It's flattering, really." She giggled and sat up on her knees beside him. "Come on roll over. I wanna see." But when he refused to roll over she offered another suggestion. "You show me yours and I'll show you mine. Then we can skinny dip, okay."Reluctantly he rolled over. He suspected some trick, but she. "With who?" was all I could manage. Even after all the talks we had had about bringing others into our bed it was still a frightening sensation to know it was about to happen."Learning to beat jealousy is a huge part of what I've been teaching you," she continued, a little more stern now."With who?" I asked again, insistently this time."With Will, my ex fiancé." she said, her face now intent on watching my reaction. When she didn't see the fury she expected she went on. "There is nothing.