In the middle of it all, she crawled up to lie on him, so it could go on and on. She felt like she was flying, or floating. He tasted good, and he fel... good. It was Flo who pressed harder ... more demanding, until she was writhing on top of him, bruising her lips against his. Then he gave her his tongue, and her shocked reaction to that was to lash hers out, and then suck at the tip of his, by instinct.He finally pushed her up, and she looked wild-eyed at his face, panting hard.“Thank you,” he. DeeDee went on to tell me about several other men that she had met, dated, and fucked, sucked and dumped after she became bored with them. I listened in shock as tale after tale was recounted for me. "That’s why, lover, that I told you that I wanted a separation and that we should no longer have a sexual relationship. I felt guilty as all hell, and this was my way to ease out of our marriage, hopefully without hurting you any more. You can’t imagine how many times I wished that you would catch. "Hi," she said sheepishly when she had brought the last basket in from her car."How are you?" I managed to choke out, half in shock, and half totally titillated that she even spoke to me."I know that I don't really know you, but can I ask a favor of you?" she asked boldly."I have to run back home for three more baskets of laundry. I couldn't fit them in my car. It's a VW Bug, and I didn't have room for all of my baskets. Could you do me a favor and watch out for my baskets of laundry while I am. It was a chuckle at first, but by the time he joined in, it was a full B-movie villain cackle. It was perfect. I loved the irony. I loved HIM. He was my hero and this interesting, sadistic bastard all at the same time. I never suspected he had it in him. I could almost see her bawling, strapped into a chair and begging him to hurt her instead of Beck. It was like a scene out of an adventure novel. I wanted to be there to see it. My only disappointment would be that he hadn’t been able to do.