Michael began to feel a little nervous, he knew what his pretty wife had in mind. He wished he'd taken a shower before they had left the house - what ...f he smelled? What if she was turned off because he wasn't clean?Andrea looked longingly at Michael's manhood. She didn't get to have it often, but when she did she was instantly wet. She felt so hot that all she wanted to do at that moment was to climb up between Michael and the steering wheel and fuck his brains out, making him have to peer. Her parents were with me when we walked into her hotel room together."Jerry got me to settle down and stuck a beer in my hand. I had to tell the whole story from the beginning. Telling it was no easier than experiencing it had been. Just as I had finished my story, the cold ball that had been in my gut since I stepped into that hotel suite erupted. I lost my beer, the one sip of bourbon, and all that remained of my breakfast on Jerry's patio. Great. Not only was I a cuckold, but I was losing. Your family must be out of their minds with worry.” He took her hand. Ruby felt the solid reassuring heat of his touch. She swallowed but her throat was suddenly intensely dry. “Please don’t send me back, I’m begging you!” She rapped her fingers around his hand, squeezed tightly. “He can’t find me, there is no telling what he will do if he does.” She whispered as though The Great Wood that surrounded them might hear her. “Who?” Ruby released a loud sob that shook her body. “We were supposed to. It took a while to find Mercy so I could get the telephone number of the Magellan people. When I called them and began telling them about the boat, the man couldn't believe the man they had built the boat for would ever let it go. I explained that the man had died in the process of not wanting to let the boat go. Mercy was whispering, "Tell them that you're Steve Sharp's friend."When I did what she asked, the man said, "Wouldn't you know. The same guy is involved in two of the largest boats.