His soft, "Thank you," was all the reward I needed, but the way he literally inhaled the slice made my heart swell with pride, because I could tell he...thought I was a really good cook.As he ate, I lifted my bottom up to the countertop that was about 3' away from where he sat. I hooked the edge of my flip-flop on one of the drawer pulls under me, and pulled the drawer open for a foot rest. Of course, the drawer I'd opened was in the middle of the lower cabinet, and when I put my feet on it, they. He said, “I know how to look at my wife pics. You were getting excited. And I wanted a stranger. As far I could tell you are a decent guy.” I was not believing at all what was happening. But I asked him do you really want to do it on your honeymoon. He said yes.There is one more thing I want to tell you guys that I never really penetrated inside Shalu. So she basically was a virgin then. I asked him how could we do it. He told me we could get her drunk and could do it. I thought for a minute. "I smiled, at being right and in that way that guys always smile when theother one talks about success with the ladies."But," he added, "that doesn't mean I don't get lonely."He waited to finish his sentence."Because I do."We just stared at each other for a longer pregnant pause.Then, I noticed the corners of his lips move up slightly. I saw hischest rise and fall in a particular pattern.He began chuckling.All sorts of anger rose up in me."You think this is funny?" I asked him. "Is my. She was out of town visitingfamily back east.On many occasions Jen or her sisters would come by to use my oven.Theirs has been out of commission for a while. This particular nightJennifer came over in a robe and asked if she could put a casserole in.I said of course! I asked her if she was cooking for her boyfriend. Shesaid that he was out with his friends. She had taken a shower and wasgoing to curl up, watch TV and eat some comfort food.Jen decided to hang out and chat for a while. I was busy.