We stopped at the McDonalds and the two of us went in. I didn't get a chance to choose me order and he just got me a happy meal. It was definitely wei...d being treated like a little kid again.The two of us sat down to our meal and made idle conversation. He asked me about school, I asked him about work, ect. Speaking of which, it turned out he worked as a manager or something at a factory upstate.The meal filled me up a lot more than I had expected. I suppose it was to be expected that my. Many mornings taking my birth control pills Brian would ask me if I really wanted to do that. I would just smile and tell him that I was still enjoying ‘practicing’ making a baby with him, not ready to do so for real. Occasionally my thoughts drifted to Jackson during our lovemaking. I always berated myself when it happened because I really loved Brian and I was happy to be married to him. As much as I tried not to think about my affair, however, there were a few things that I just really. I went to highschool with him…he was a little younger than I, but not that that mattered. Why the hell was he talking me home. I quickly called my sister and said, “Was he supposed to pick me up?” She said, “Yes, is that ok?” I thought well I guess.So, I got in his huge ass truck and he was bragging about how he had a huge case of Bacardi Silver in the back and how he loved those and was going to share with me. I thought he smelled really good and was pretty sexy. (well compared to Alton) . My sex-starved cunt was creaming with a fresh supply of cunty juice. It was paining. I was dreaming if I could get a massage right till there. “Oh, Boy! Do it! Do it till there. It’s just for the sake of a Massage – so don’t feel shy —” No, I was certainly not bold enough to utter these things in reality. Instead, I was trying to apply my willpower to control such dirty desires within me. I was unable to explain how could a shy housewife like me, who is ever faithful to her husband, could.