I’m in total heaven. Of course it’s not real. She’s drunk, and what she wants in the moment, is all she thinks and cares about. The doubts don�...�t happen till the next day. But alas, I’m so happy while holding her. I know what’s coming, and most of me is overjoyed, and a small part of me is disgusted. Not disgusted that this is how she is feeling right now, or what is to follow. But that in the morning it’ll just be, Marie and Ken, best buds and friends. They say it’s impossible to break out of. The heat of rising desire flamed his already lewdly-burning thoughts. Goddamn Cord and his wanton ways! That waitress' smirking countenance again appeared in his mind's eye. Her thinly disguised hunger for Cord's handsome body, and no doubt huge cock, flashed before him like a red flag in front of a maddened bull. Like the bull, Roger more and more angry, until he almost screamed with rage and frustration.Goddamn his wife! His Diane, his one and only--Shit! God, he'd be deliriously happy if. Hear Uncle Bob tell her he'll take her to her bedroom and tuck in her while telling her a long bedtime story.Wait!That sounded funny. Tuck in her?I bet he meant "tuck her in." It was probably just a slip of the tongue because he's so excited about telling her a story.How lucky Jane is to have a caring uncle who will spend quality time with her.See Aunt Jill. She's all dressed for bed in her big girl pajamas too. She's coming out of the guest bedroom and walking down the hall.Where is she. I glanced at my watch and I guess I was a bit too obvious about it. ‘Do you have to leave’ she asked. ‘Not yet,’ I said. ‘We get an hour but I don’t want to be late.’ ‘I understand,’ she said. ‘Perhaps I’d better tell you why I chose to invite you to lunch today. I was wondering if you do private showings in someone’s home.’ ‘Oh lord, I don’t know,’ I said ‘I mean this is all so new to me. I’ve never done it so I don’t know if I could or not. I suppose I might consider it, but it would depend.