Her skin was so smooth, warm and inviting, it was an effort not to take her right then and there. Shaking my head, I remembered where I was and stood,...walking around her, trailing my fingers along her flank. "Look at me, Dominique." She groaned, doing as I asked. "Push your ass out a bit more. Arch your back." She did. "Good girl." She looked amazing. And that was when it happened. Were my feelings regarding 'sharing Dominique' an analogy for sharing myself? Almost ten years ago, I was in a. .. so what the fuck is it you want?" Rob turned his back to Sandy, unable to say anything. Sandy stared at her husband, seeing the muscular cheeks of his ass encased in his white shorts. He was a tall man, a handsome man. When they had first been married, he couldn't seem to get enough of her body, always fucking her vigorously. She had loved his fucking tremendously. The only thing she had not liked was his inhibitions. He did not want to experiment, want to do other things. He wanted only to. The thing is, this little episode didn't go as expected. Just as Iwas starting to wish I had planned ahead far enough to bring someKleenex, the TV spurted before I did. Only it spurted in the form of ablue-white lighning bolt that snaked out of the screen in slow motionand smacked me square in the chest.Intermission time. Everything went black.By the time I woke up, Cady Heron had gone from social outcast to queenof the "plastics." I opened my eyes, blinking at the action on screen.Just judging. .. there's no way you can do that anyway. There's no way you can erase the torture I went through, I don't care what you do. It'll never go away, I'll never forget last weekend," he solemnly told her. "But I still love you with all my heart and without proof that you did anything wrong I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt." Oh, honey," she broke in again kissing his face all over. "I promise I'll never do anything like that again..." You're damn right you won't," he interjected..