A quick kiss quickly turned to very active French kissing. By the time Doug came back to the table Greg and I were making out pretty heavily. I was s... turned on I felt a few drops of pussy juice filtering through my lacey panties. Doug put down our drinks as we continued our make-out session finally interrupting us by clearing his throat. I looked up smiled at my hubby kissed Greg's cheek. With that I picked up my purse and excused myself. "You must excuse me guys, I must go freshen up a bit,". "What the hell is going on,Jake?" I said after the silence had become too heavy to ignore."This is me. I'm the bride." He spoke softly, and I had to strain tohear him."You're kidding, right?" It's not a joke, Sean. Angelika is the husband in our relationship. Shemade it clear when we met that this was her lifestyle. I was surprised,but she was amazing and this didn't change how much I loved her. It mademe love her more after I got over the initial surprise. She begantraining me with an eye. ‘No you wont…If you were going to jump you would’ve done it by now, and you wouldn’t have called me. Now please, Dove, come down.’ ‘I don’t know if I can. Lydia you don’t understand, its do and die, I wont go back home. I’ll jump before that. Lids please don’t make me go home.’ I pleaded with her, I was begging and sobbing. ‘I promise, my little dove, I promise on my own life, under the moon and stairs, in front of the goddess’s them selves…I wont make you go back home, just please come down.. Alas she had succumbed too late, as her body craved attention, and when it came from an unexpected source, she let it happen.Her husband was in Denmark for a weekend conference, and on the night he had left, her son arrived home with two friends, clearly looking for action with his mother, and he went along with the need for his friends and offered them a night at home with her.By ten o'clock Pia was more than a tad tipsy, dancing and behaving badly, feeling the center of attention and starting.