That is when all this started.During the Saturday party my friend was completely high and out, his wife was again shying away from me.And I got pissed...of seeing this from quite some time; also I was a little high.I asked her what her problem was and why is she behaving like this to me. She said nothing and all was fine.I got pissed off and left the place in the night at 12, and crashed. Morning I wake up my Phone had a Wassup message from my friend’s wife, saying she was sorry for the way she. Pushing me back me up against the wall and kissing me hard. My hands are in your hair, nails running down your back. You break the kiss to untie my bikini and I take your ear between my teeth; nibbling, sucking, flicking my tongue back and forth, kissing, biting your neck. You get my top off and take my nipple in your teeth. My head falls back and a groan escapes my lips. My hands are back in your hair and I start to move my hips against yours. I can't take it anymore and I pull your head up. She hesitated, but only a moment, before she went even more red in the face and chest, pushing her remaining item of clothing to the floor. She barely had any hair growing between her hips, just a tiny puff at the top of her slit. And what a slit it was. I could just barely see the pink folds under the outer-lips, which seemed so firmly pressed together, I wondered if I was going to have trouble getting my big cock between them. Damn, she was perfect. I couldnt help but stand there and gawk at. There were guards, obviously, though we were down three from our initial ten, a fact which hadn’t quite hit home for me yet. I wondered when I’d get yelled at by Avanna for not telling her our suspicions about Dera, but was grateful she seemed to have decided to wait. I didn’t even want to think about the letters of condolence I would have to send when I got back to the Peak.The captain was nothing if not helpful, bringing me food and bandages and anything else he could think of. I wondered how.