They had been married for several years. The spark had left them long ago. Sometimes she remembered the way they used to be, young, careless and full ...f so much adventure. Age and responsibilities takes care of some of that but deep down in her heart she can’t help but long for the moments when her breath would catch in her throat just at the sight of him walking into a room. They had talked of how they could get the spark back. It wasn’t that they didn’t love each other, no not at all, but it. Right now you are looking at thirteen days of being at home caged while I can go out and fuck anyone I chose.”Was Carol for real or was this a game to impress Andrea? There was no way I could find out. For a second I was annoyed; between the two of them, I'd been set up. If I'd turned Andrea down it wouldn't have done Carol's contract any good. When I got Carol on her own I'd sort it out. I took a deep breath and tried to carry on the game.“Can I—““Ask a question?”“Make a plea?”“Of course, my. I'm here now because I'm weak; because I enjoy fucking him as much as he enjoys fucking me. That's a disturbing admission for a supposedly happily married young woman to make, even to myself.But no matter how my mind reacts to the treatment I'm receiving from Josh, there's no question how my body is reacting. The crotch panel of my panties must surely be soaked through by now.A few people came in and a few people left while we ate our pizza but the number of customers in the restaurant remained. So I spent the rest of the day and all day Saturday at the plant.Sunday I decided to goof off and take care of household chores, go for a run and stuff like that.As I was sitting, listening to some blues, that's what was fitting my mood with Red gone, I remembered her letter and the suggestion to go to the Sixth Street Bar. So I showered and changed and went there for dinner.Like last time I was sitting at the bar when Cindy walked up to me, put her arm around my shoulder and said "Hey, I.