“I should’ve put this inside the console,” she thought to herself, making contact with it at the last second. Touching ‘accept’ first, she p...lled it out of her bag and whisked her shoulder length brown hair away from her ear. “Hey baby, what’re you wearing?” she answered, playfully. “Nothing, I’m dripping wet and just got out of the shower,” Bailey teased, but she was telling the truth. “I was hoping I’d catch you,” she offered, admiring her tight body and firm breasts while she toweled off the. . I need to process what this all means. I...”The chirping of crickets interrupted their conversation. “Hold on,” Al said, holding up one finger as he fumbled for his phone, “this might be Eli and Zita. We need to know if they’re not joining us. We’ll continue this discussion in a minute.” She took the opportunity to rush to the bathroom.“Al here.”“Good morning, Mr. Collins. This is Philippe Moritz again.”Al sighed, not pleased to cover the same terrain again. “I’m sorry, but I have nothing to. My lips kiss the soft skin of her neck while our hands lather her breasts with the soap. My lips kiss their way to Tif's earlobe, as we caress her breasts and tease her nipples. I take her earlobe into my mouth, as Tif takes my hand in hers and moves them along her skin slowly downward.Our hands move over Tif's slit as we caress her soap lathered breasts. Her earlobe slips from between my lips and I kiss down her neck as I press a finger between her labia. Tif rubs her clit as she rubs her back. I know you were in your happy place.”“You’re the best husband ever.”“Well, you’ve got a few endearing qualities yourself, babe.”Jack knew what to say to make me smile and feel secure. He was right. I liked the way the night had gone, and I was proud of my performance. I became further aware of all the sex that was still continuing all around us.I snuggled against Jack’s shoulder and gave him a tight squeeze as my way of saying thanks. I stood up and leaned forward onto the table top. The cotton.