Do you want to work on our marriage or not?"Simone stared intently at her husband as she awaited an answer. As the seconds ticked by, it seemed obviou... to her what the answer would be. More seconds that seemed like eons passed. Simone felt her temperature rise even further. She expected that in five more seconds she would either explode in anger, or in tears. Five ... four ... three..."Yes," Greg said.Simone's intent stare turned to a puzzled look."Yes, what?" she asked."Yes, I think I want to. ”Rose knelt by Dave and kissed him repeatedly, her breasts jostling against his arm and shoulder as she did. She said to him in her sexiest voice, “What would make me very happy right now, is for us to go back to the tent and you to make love to me for an hour or two. I need you.”Rose’s next kiss made steam rise from the large lake. The pair picked up their towels and walked up the path towards their tent. More than a few eyes followed the couple, especially those checking out Rose’s. It was dark once everyone was safely tucked away, but Tommy still had one more task to do. He walked outside the estate’s fence and started giving orders to the small crowd that tended to congregate outside for some reason. After half an hour, he was reasonably certain that he had picked out two Infected men who were dumb as dirt, on a Type 1 or Red level of intelligence. Men who would follow orders, but weren’t able to retain information for longer than a few minutes. He directed them inside. David told me that he'd like to speak to me, and we arranged for a meeting at ten-thirty the following Thursday. Next day, back at work, Brian was a little peeved with my absence the day before. He'd had to cover some of my consultation interviews. I managed to win him round later after hours. As I stood by his desk getting his counter signature, I let him slide his hand up my skirt and in to my panties. He had a good couple of minutes worth of my pussy, and when I left him he was contentedly.