We're hungry and cranky." I picked up two military-style MREs."We have two choices. Chicken Pesto Pasta or Beef Ravioli. What's your pleasure?" Does o...e of them contain flashlight batteries?" Alice examined the MREs. "How about this one? Maybe it's a misprint. I'm sure they meant to say, Chicken Pesto and Battery Pasta." she said as she shook the MRE.I clenched my jaw and did a slow count to ten. "Alice, you've already plowed this field. Give it a rest." I zipped up my jacket and picked up the. After a long year and a half away from him, she has returned to face her new life with a mild sense of dread and an extreme sense of anticipation.She first met this man of her dreams on a warm summer night. They had been communicating through the internet in chatrooms and e-mail. She told him how she longed to be dominated and trained to be a submissive toy for his use. On their first meeting, he immediately established his dominance and introduced her to getting her sexy bottom spanked with a. She started to stroke my thing. In seconds I flood out my semen. She took it all in her mouth. Now both of us standing having others juices in mouth. She came near and started to french kiss me. Our juices got mixed and the taste was unforgettable. We swallowed it. She looked at me with a smile and fell on the bed. Then the session starts. I started to kiss all over her body. She was moaning loud, since there was none in the home. I started to chew her pussy. She was reacting with different. He loved exposing me to other men. He was not possessive or jealous. In fact, Jim was quite the opposite. Jim wanted to share me widely. However, he insisted on being involved. He was not a ‘cuckold’ husband who allowed his wife take the lead. He was my real master. I knew it, and he knew it. And I had committed a grave sin. I have violated our agreement. And I honestly feared that it could cost me my marriage. Why had I been so stupid? How could I have let Jim down so badly? Why was I so.