“Your husband will be proud of you.My heart welled up with pride. Then he said loudly, “I want to give you four more. Can you take it, or do you w...nt to quit?”“I can take four more for Ricard,” I replied hoping my husband would hear.Ivan’s hand lifted from my ass and crashed back on my other butt cheek. Whap! … Whap! I knew that both cheeks now displayed red hand prints. But, I kept my emotions in check and uttered not a sound.TouchingIvan stopped, and then whispered into my ear again, “Bear. Tim continues to drink and is pretty done in by the time the game is over. He says he is going to go to bed I follow telling Rick I will be back in a minute to fix up the guest room for him, Rick nods. I follow Tim into his bedroom, he is trashed! Flops on his bed I turn him into the bed and he pulls the top of his shorts down saying suck this, I start his cock responds then goes soft as he starts snoring,,,, Good Night Sweet Prince!I return to Rick in the living room who has found another game. The same thing happened at school, with Sam seeking out the peace and quiet of the art room during breaks from class. It’s not that Sam was a snob, far from it. She hated the falseness and stupidity of her world, where most thoughts on her fellow students minds were the latest fashion trends, who you needed to be with to be seen, who had the most millions and the latest teen heartthrob on the big screen. Although Sam was occasionally teased by the Princess trio, as she called them, the three. " Only this once, huh?"I smiled, "Yep."He laughed and shook his head, he knew I was right. He never won our arguments. We got dressed, and left. The night was perfect, a nice dinner, a great conversation, and a drive around town. He timed how long the drive was to the hospital, making it ten times that I knew of, and we went home.Once home, we cuddled up on the couch and turned on the TV. We talked to each other. I started to rub his crotch through his jeans. "Someone is hard." Yeah, are you.