She said, “Look, the tub’s right here, thisbackyard is completely private. For the fun of it let’sjust drop our clothes and jump in....That way we don’thave to walk anywhere.” I’m not a prude, but I’ve notbeen in the tub naked with anyone but my husband sincewe got it. But I was feeling a little drunk, so I said,“What the hell, let’s do it.”In 5 minutes we were both completely naked and sittingin different corners of the tub. I felt. Part of her wanted him to ravish her in the most brutal manner... while one corner of her mind screamed "No!"... another wanted to tell her lips to say,"Take me Bruce. Make me you slave..."That's not what Phoebe said to me at the time. As I sat on one of the trunks in the box-room to take off my shoes and socks, she begged me to let her go. While I took off my pants, I spun her some malarkey about how she had encouraged me to rape her by her comments on an essay I had submitted on one of the. It had been a long-term fantasy for me to have a long session of good and steamy sex with a well-endowed woman, which, in my almost inexperienced life, never happened. Married too soon, it had become so far just a fantasy. Now, do not get me wrong, I love my wife very much, and in no way did I want to be unfaithful to her. So, one day I just popped up the question: “Honey, would you mind much if I have sex with another woman? Just s-e-x?” To which she said, “HELL NO!” But I talked her into it,. On the week before my birthday, she told me she had a trip planed to a Tunica Mississippi casino. The morning of our trip, I had to finish some work at the office. She handed me a note before I got in my car. She kissed me with her full red lips and smiled as I pulled out. It only took a short while in the office, and I pulled the note out of my pocket and read. "HI,BABE. I WANT THIS TO BE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER. I WANT TO TRY AND FULFILL SOME OF THE FANTASIES WE HAVE SHARED OVER THE YEARS. I.