We stayed at the pool the next morning, with Susan wearing her G-string bikini. We sat next to a couple a few years older than us and shared with the... that we were on our honeymoon. Dave and Cindy were friendly, and Dave was a little too obvious eying Susan in her bikini. Cindy seemed okay with Dave staring at Susan's body. We made arrangements to go to dinner with Dave and Cindy.As we walked out the door for dinner, I looked at Susan and remarked, "Susan, I don't remember that dress. Do. After reading some sex blogs yesterday by other women who also feel like their libidos are about seventeen stories higher than their husbands can climb, I realized that I will do myself a big favor if I really stop depending on my husband so much for my own sexual pleasure. There’s been a lot of sex toy-shopping talk going on, and I’m going to figure out how to get that done this week. And I’m also going to send myself to Masturbation Improvement School. I’m sure I can be doing better by making. You've been planning on fucking her for a year now? You think you have a license to just fuck her by working for me?" he asked, inching towards me. "She is our pride and joy and you just defiled her. Get out of our house," he told me, pointing out of her room and standing only a foot from me. I glanced back at Autumn as she was dressed and still crying. I took a deep inhale and then looked back at them as I exhaled. "So, if I end it with her right now, can I keep my job?" He remained silent for. I’m covering her with the blanket. A few minutes pass. “It’s so cold tonight” Nadine says. “Yeah, unusual” I reply. “Do you mind if we cuddle?” Nadine asks, looking into my eyes. I’m melting. How could I say no to that request? “Come here.” I’m smiling. I’m feeling her head resting on my shoulder. Her petite body pushing against my side. She’s pulling up her legs, her thighs against mine. It’s warm. It’s beautiful. I’m not daring to put my arm around her. A few moments later, she’s lifting my.