Stop it. Shit. This is driving me crazy.On a sudden impulse I jump into the sea, swimming a short distance. It helps to clear my mind. It stops me fro... getting angry again: from falling into the seething rage that made me avoid other people, especially women. I need to prevent my rage spilling onto innocent bystanders, like it did so often during the last months.It was my sister Annette who told me I´m a ticking time bomb. She was right, of course. She always is. So I chose to live as a hermit:. "Hiya! How are you, Alexia?" She asked politely."I'm very good thanks, your husband is looking after me." Oh, that's good, thanks, hun." She said, looking over at me and grabbing me on the arm."Maybe you can keep Alexia company honey, I'm not feeling very well. I'm tired and just want to get some rest. You stay and enjoy yourself."Her words sounded like a gift, as they resonated in my eardrum. "Are you sure?" I said reluctantly."Yes, have fun," she said, kissing me on the cheek and waving. One of their games was they would blindfold the wives and they would lick and suck a cock and guess who it belonged to. If they guessed right they were then fucked by the cock as the group watched. If they were wrong, they would have to suck the cock till he would cum and swallow all the cum. It was a win either way. They also some nights played the game but with the men blindfolded and licking a pussy and guessing who it belonged to. If they were right they fucked the pussy, if wrong they. ”Smiling, I said, “WOW, why?”Not saying anything, Kate leaned into me smiling and as she put her arms around my neck, she hastily tried to pull my shirt over my head. Quickly raising my arms up, helping her, I found myself staring at her sexy little body, trying to soak her in. Seeing Kate naked was such a turn on, and being able to feel her next to me, I could hardly contain myself. I had wanted this and when she grabbed me under my arms with both hands, and pulled me toward her as she laid.