Although I didn't like the idea of breaking my marriage vows, his friend was more gentle and the actual experience was better. This didn't stop the fe...lings of guilt every time I was 'asked'.Next day he asked how I felt about it.“I was confused, why would you let him use me like that?”“He’s a good friend, he deserved a thank you for being so. You are my wife, so if I choose to share you, that is up to me.”It was pointless arguing, he always had an answer and knew that I would do as he asked. He got up from his seat to walk around his cubicle, hopingthe movement would help. It helped, but only slightly, and only for afew moments. Eventually, he sat down again for the same reason. Andthen he felt it leaking out of him. The pressure was just too much tohold back, and with an audible explosion of his breath he let it loose. He checked the clock. Nine minutes. Pitiful! But much better thananything he had done yet today."Hey Chad."Robin's sudden appearance at the entrance to his. ”“You’re, you’re welcome,” he stammered.“How long have you been working here?” I asked, still holding his hand.“About a year,” he gulped.“I bet you must meet a lot of women,” I sighed. I glanced at the hand I was still holding. “I don’t see a ring, so I guess you aren’t married?”“No,” he gulped.“Then you probably get a lot of action from the women you wait on,” I suggested.“Actually, no,” he blushed.“Really?” I gasped. “As good-looking as you are, I’d have thought that you’d be picking up a. ’ Her chest shook as she blubbered on. ‘Then I threw away my damned phone and I never thought to bring waterproof clothing with me on my outdoor adventure and now I’m marooned with some stranger and no one knows we’re here. I’m so, so sorry for everything.’ ‘My name is Leonardo Giovanni Eduardo Gustavo di Monaco. But you may call me Leonardo. There, I am not a stranger anymore.’ He tenderly wiped the tears from her cheek. He gazed deeply into her eyes and smiled. He had the smile of an angel. .