Jerome ask if maybe I like to go to dinner one evening I gave him our number and ask him to call later. I talked with my husband he would be home for ...nother week I told him about how nice Jerome had been and how he wanted to take me to dinner he was all for it but he did add to keep people from talking maybe he should talk you to a town near by. When Jerome call me I told what my husband had said he said he knew a nice place about 40 from us right on the water it was a hotel and resturant. Sandra leaned over, looking around. They were still in the darkened parking garage."I want to kiss you," she whispered. "I want to eat you alive, really." Quick," Laura said.Their mouths came together, groping, kissing, sucking, devouring. Their hands began to clutch each other. Then they both pulled back at once, panting uncontrollably.Sandra's eyes were glazed, throbbing. "God, it's only been a few weeks. It feels like an eternity." Hurry," Laura breathed softly. "I want you."Sandra started. " "Well thank you very much; I hardly know where to begin. Goodness, roses,Reisling and things in early spring. I'm impressed. But we're way, way afterSt. Valentines." "You're quite welcome, 'Witchie,'" he replied, his baritone voicegiving her a small flood of images of what this guy looked like. "What're you doing April 16 - 18?" "Dunno. You?" "How about a weekend in New York City. Ever been there?" "Er, no, but I've heard it's a pretty fast-paced place -- faster 'n'a New York minute, like?. I don't want a rash." Obediently I did what she commanded, with mixed feelings. I knew our life was forever going to change in a few hours, and my gorgeous thirty two year old wife was not going to be mine exclusively any longer, but for some reason, I was excited, sporting a rock hard erection. After I finished the shaving job, I recall that Julie stood in front of the full length mirror admiring herself. She was a true beauty, with stunning natural shoulder length strawberry blond hair,.