Shifting, Jackie and I faced one another. She pulled her leg up, placing it on top of mine. I broke out kiss to take a deep breath. Jackie put her han... behind my head, pulling my mouth back to hers.I rubbed Jackie's side, moving my hand from the waistband of her skirt to her armpit and back. When I brushed her breast with my thumb, she moaned. Covering her breast with my hand, I massaged her through her top and bra. She pushed against my hand as my fingers flexed on the firm mound of her. All she wanted was a shot or four of the tequila she had hidden in the cupboard above the refrigerator, and maybe a hot bath. Arriving home, she gathered her things, reminding herself that in a few moments, she'd be drinking her bad day away and then she wouldn't care anymore. Up the stairs in the pouring rain she went carrying her things, trying her best to not get soaked. She fumbled with her keys and opened the door."Hi honey, I'm home," she said, exhausted.He walked up and helped her remove. It’s still a bit subdued because of Rob.”“I can imagine. Any word yet?”“No. Michelle said she spoke to Janet, but they haven’t identified Rob’s body as yet. They did find his carry-on bag, which was, curiously, completely intact. I guess weird stuff happens in plane crashes.”“How is Janet doing?”“Michelle said she thinks Janet is in shock. Supposedly the airline arranged for counseling, but that can only help so much.”“I know about that from tough experience. Do you know if we heard from. Sometime after that, I happened across a Playboy magazine with a picture on the cover of two women in open face hoods, panties, shoulder length gloves, bras, and stocking, all in shiny black latex!!! OMG! There really were items of clothing made of latex! I bought that magazine and jacked off to it many times. There was even a reference to the company that sold such things. I got a Post office box and ordered a catalog. Things had started to go bad with my marriage by that time and I knew.