Roger waved his freed hand as if to say "no problem." Now I have some questions... was my wife under hypnosis when she did those horrible things on st...ge... kissing another man's asshole and all that?"Roger looked wide-eyed again this time at Darlene and then nodded, "yes." She didn't know she was doing any of that? I mean she was unconscious, as it were, so she was totally unaware, right?"Roger shook his head, "yes." Have you had her doing other things than what I saw last night? Has she been. She sat in the car and she just said to me in usual drunk talk "I really appreciate what you have done for ****(friends name) over the last few years, since we was struggling as a family you have always been there for him which i massively appreciate and he thinks alot of you as a friend" So the conversation carried on then the next thing she leaned over towards me and tried to kiss me, i was totally shocked and i paused not kissing back to think the situation through. She apologized then when. He quickly stripped and moved to the small stream to take a quick bath and cool off. His supper consisted of two more sandwiches and drinking water from the melted ice in his cooler. After his meal Jess quickly made his bed outside under the trees along the stream where it was cooler. He collapsed onto his sleeping bag and fell into a deep sleep.The next morning Jess unloaded his truck bed and drove back to his parent's house. He started to go to the door then decided to hell with it and drove. With unbuttoned pants and her hand and fingers pressed through my underwear, I sighed in pleasure. It was a thrilling game, having to focus on the road in front of me while her fingers ever so slowly circled my clit. Whenever my focus faltered the pleasure stopped and she teased me, reminding me I had something important to focus on. The road ahead was a long, boring one in most cases, but that day it wasn’t that bad in that it was straight and non-eventful. Her finger pressed down a little.