“Well then take this!” he says as he begins to tickle me. I begin to laugh so hard. “Stop it! We have to be quiet or Chris will hear us!” He...grabs my wrists and kisses me deep, “You are so beautiful.” I pull away and flop down on the bed. He lies next to me and pulls me close to him. “So what do you want to do?” I ask smiling. He kisses me deeply, “Anything you want.” I pull myself closer to him and whisper in his ear, “Tell me what you want?” He smiles and begins to unbutton my blouse.. I'llbet the shoes would fit, if you'd like to try them on after the polishdries.Margaret then said something that really surprised Karen. She said thatshe'd like to see how well the strap-on fit on Karen.Really? I'll only be a minute. Karen went to her side of the closet andpulled out some things. Margaret thought they looked a little like leatherand smiled. Karen went into the bathroom. Margaret went to the closet andspent all her time looking at James' side. She pulled down some of thedresses. I rock myself back and forth so that I am basically fucking my own mouth and after a few seconds, I start to pump an enormous load into my mouth. I'm moaning and fucking my ass hard with the vibrator and all is perfect in the world. All of a sudden I hear, in a sleepy voice, "What the fuck?!" I flip around and there's my wife standing in the doorway. I finish swallowing my huge load and say, "Oh fuck. Uh...what are you doing up?" She pauses for a few seconds as she takes in the tableau: I've. I acknowledged her look by raising my bottle and saying “hello.” She responded with a barely audible “hi,” and for the briefest instant a subtle smile crossed her face. Then she immediately looked away and reentered the garage and rolled down the door. It was a most trivial encounter. The kind I’d usually forget about as soon as it happened. You certainly couldn’t say that we ‘met’ in any meaningful way. But there was something about her look - that fleeting smile. I thought about her the rest.