He goes to the fridge, checks what there is and after some thought he decides to make steak with chips, oven baked chips of course. While defrosting t...e steaks he whips up a sauce to use on the steak, shaking his head at the fact that even though his mother makes food most of the time, he can also make something edible. Cutting open the frozen chips, he dumps them in a pan and spread them out, popping the pan into the oven he leaves the oven off for now, it won’t be good to have cold chips with. I was past caring, I needed him hard to fuck me, here and right now, I cared not who saw us, in fact the more the better, I was like him, a local girl who might be recognized, like some girls I knew, who had a steady stream of men who turned up at their front doors for a quick fuck, because she had a reputation for doing it, I was so horny I wanted badly to be one of those girls, but social constraints and upbringing had blocked me brain and restricted the feelings I was experiencing right. Was I really here? Should I be? I’m a married man, and yet here I am with Anna, the woman I desired, and had wanted so much over the last few months. What the hell was I doing? The look of fear must have been all over my face. “Are you okay?” Anna asked, placing her hand on my knee. ”We are just meeting as friends, there’s nothing wrong with that is there?” Hearing here soft voice instantly calmed me, and I moved my hand to hers. “Thank you,“ I replied as I gently squeezed her hand. Anna. Well, maybe a little, just not enough.After lunch I cleaned up the RV and then sucked Luke's cock again. I got permission to speak and asked if Jim could go to the bathroom and get a drink.Luke thought about it and then he asked Jim if he had to piss. Jim nodded. He was responding. But the dull, lifeless look in his eyes scared me.Luke smiled and said to me, "After you drink his piss you can get him a drink."Not again! Shit!I crawled over to my helpless, demoralized husband and unfastened his.