Shelly looked down and asked if I knew what John wanted? I told I didn't again John was all about surprises. She told me thanks and left. That nigh... as I came back to the apartment I saw Shelly again. She was only in her bra and panties as she walked up to me. We walked into the apartment and John was sitting there drinking a beer and watching TV. He looked at her and then went back to watching. Shelly popped her bra off. She had the biggest nippples I had ever seen. She pushed down. " So even your marriage proposal was her idea?" I suppose you are right." I thought that might be the case. She is the lead person in your marriage, Tom. You are a boss type outside, but in the home, it is Enid who sorts things out." Hmmm ... yes. You could be right." So today she is simply acting normally between you, isn't she?" I expect so." Has she ever been drastically wrong in her family decisions?" No. Never. I am sure of that." So she is probably correct over our sleeping arrangements. Maybe between Christmas and New Year’s though.”“You keep me informed. We could maybe go out for New Year’s Eve. You think? Beth and Roger, you and your mystery woman, me and Glen?” she asked hopefully. “I know you’re thinking that a celebration with Glen would end with him being lowered into the ground. He probably thinks the same but imagine the fun of being a new man with a new woman to prove to him that all his crap over the years hasn’t been true. I love Glen, but there’ve been times I. Why spoil the surprise?" Besides, I figured, if she's drunk enough she might make a different choice later on. So, we kept score on the napkin as we sat and talked. I pointed to her ring. "Are you here alone?" I asked?"Business trip," she said. "Another boring fucking business trip. Meetings, conferences, meetings, blah blah blah. And If I have to sit through another goddamn Powerpoint presentation, I think I'll kill myself. But, fuck that shit. I'm here and having fun! And you? I'm.