She had heard that there was a lot of sexual freedom at Hedonism and thought that might be the place where she could have that fantasy come true.Our l...ves got busy and, while we traveled other places, we both forgot her desire to visit Hedonism. Then last year, we experienced a windfall of some cash and decided to spend it on a very special trip. I remembered her travel fantasy and mentioned it to her.“I’d forgotten about that. You know, a trip to Jamaica would be a great getaway from the cold. My hands were on her boobs and started to squeeze.Her hands were behind my back, caressing my body. I loved that kiss. I heard a knock on my car window when I was eating her lips. We stopped kissing. It was a security guard asking us to leave. I started the car. We spoke nothing in the car and I dropped her at the usual place.In the night, I sent her message that I would pick her up in the morning. I had never picked her in the morning. She replied, “Okay”.I couldn’t sleep that night as I was. Tammy again feeling pressure in her pussy as I pull her closer, my hands taking ownership of her slender waist, sliding down towards her ass and gripping it. " Wait," she said, " I don't ..." " You don't want to what?" I said, my lips on her neck, warm and hot and sucking. " I don't want ..." " It seems to me that you want plenty." I pull her even closer, and Tammy feels the hardness in my pants. Knowing what was in there — Knowing what to do — she stayed, hoping that I would let her go and. ”“And this conversation has made me realize something else about you and me.”“What’s that?”“Could YOU live under the scrutiny that falls on a deacon’s wife? And be happy?”“That’s a hell of a question, and one I have to say I’m happy to not have to struggle with. You seem to be OK with it.”“It’s the environment in which I grew up.”“As has Elizaveta.”“Yes, of course. Both girls have strengths and weaknesses, just as I do. And now I need to get to dinner, and ask my question of Mr. Kozlov.”“Good.