" He handed the phone to my wife, and took a seat, this time next to her.My wife's face began to turn red, "Hi! This is Vanessa."Her answers were all ...ather short, as if she was answering a session of rapid fire questions from Marks wife."Yeah." A laugh. "Yeah." Another laugh. The appearance of a deep blush, and a quiet gasp.Her voice became rather hushed on occasion. "No." "Yeah." "I can't believe you're asking me that!" More laughing.She glanced up at me, "He does, actually."I was dying to. I am horny not stupid. If I got her pregnant there is no way I could deliver a baby. Plus all the crying and taking care of it. No, if I wanted to fill her belly I will have to pump her ass full first. Better to be safe then sorry.I walked behind her and reached for the rope to loosen her up a bit. I wanted to let her rest some while I played with her some more.Just then her leg came flying back to kick me but before she could reach her target she shifted from the lack of balance and planted. “How much time before the ship docks?” she asks.“Fifteen minutes,” he says, giving her another lick. “No more than a half hour. We have time.”“I don’t want you to get mad, but you’re not getting any right now,” she sighs.“I won’t be mad,” he offers. “I’m not your husband.”“Actually, you are,” she says. “Remember, we were married and we have the paper to prove it. I can’t believe the guy was able to actually marry us.”“I forgot. It’s something to get used to,” he says with a grin. “And yeah, the. The husband, Ryan, had just received orders to go overseas for a year on an unaccompanied assignment when I first met them. I knew it was going to be a hard year for Sandy, being left by herself to care for their sons and also to have to be a "mom" to Nicole.Ryan was a good looking guy, very friendly and outgoing and I enjoyed talking to him about his experiences in the Air Force. Sandy was also quite a lot of fun to be around. They seemed to me like a very happily married couple, two beautiful.