Bend over. Come on." I said giving her a playful slap on the sideof her ass."Noooo," she whined, reaching for her panties.With a lightning quick movem...nt, I snatched her underwear from hergrasp, holding them out of her grasp."Hey, give those back!"Jen rose up to her knees and reached out, but I dropped the pantiesbehind my head and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her down tothe bed.Jen giggled and tried to squirm free, but I was too strong for her.Rolling her over, I pinned her face down. Who is this guy? I thought. Where did a twenty-year-old get such excellent manners?He lifted me off the floor he slowly unbuttoned my shirt revealing my braless full breasts.“Suck on my nipples Carlos,” I ordered.He smiled and took my left breast lightly in his hand and bent over and sucked on my already hard nipple. He flicked it with his tongue.“Harder,” I pleaded, “bite my nipple.”He followed my order and bit my nipple. He continued to suck on my breasts while I struggled to pull down my. One, she counted, starting with the most recent: The peach-fuzzed limo driver called her ma'am. Ma'am was for old ladies. She showed him who was a ma'am, grabbing her suitcase out of his hand. It would have been a better idea if it weren't so damn heavy.Two was that exhibition she'd witnessed at the end of the reception. How dare they? And on her twenty-fifth anniversary, no less.Of course, that was three. Twenty-five years of wedded -- well, not bliss. But the quality of their marriage wasn't. One of those strangers had taken her away from him.He was quite honest about it, when they were courting. He admitted to Liz that he’d made horrible mistakes. At the same time, he’d admitted that he couldn’t get that little kink out of his psyche. He’d promised her that he wouldn’t ask her to do things like that, and he’d tried, very hard, not to. She knew that. But she also knew that, whenever they were out, and men looked her up and down, and undressed her in their minds, like lots of men.