”, he returns and then without another word, he leans in and quickly turns our car off and takes my keys out. I didn’t realize it, but the other m...n had went around to my wife’s side and was now opening her door, “Man, your wife sure has pretty legs!” I now look over at Sherry and see that she is trying to pull down what I thought was a oversized shirt over her legs. “Don’t hide them!”, he returns as he grabs her hand and pulls her out of the car! I now realize that my wife doesn’t have and. In each other's arms, touching ... kissing ... making love in such a gentle loving way, that his coldness this evening, had been like a slap in the face.She didn't understand.Couldn't understand what had happened, between her leaving him at that hospital, and returning less than an hour later.She dragged herself to the shower, and then dressed for work, and let herself out of the home that she shared with her brother.It was a busy day for her – fielding questions with; "he's away for a few days. She only really remembered two of them: Joe's, god that thing was magnificent, and her husbands."Funny, how I can't remember anything else about Joe ... was he blond? What did he do for a living? Just that cock is burned into my mind. All those others? They all just blend together. Did I really give everything up for something I can't even remember?" she pondered.Those parties and events.The trips and cruises.So many to keep track of.Arm candy for those men."Why can't I remember them as clearly. I replied that I wanted too, but I just couldn't figure out how. At that moment, the waiter came back and checked in on us, and Jerome indicated we would both like another margarita.When I looked at him quizzically he replied, "Sometimes alcohol can help free a person to become more adventurous."At which I responded half in jest, "Is that right? Are you sure you aren't just trying to get me drunk?" Oh no, merely trying to help you experience life and its many options," he confidently answered.I.