At sundown, Jason called me to eat dinner. He had grilled two large T-bone steaks on the galley stove, and the pleasant aroma filled the cabin. Jason ...ad chosen an expensive red wine to go with our superbly grilled steaks. We ate without speaking. My mind kept going back to how happy Amy had been before she learned Jason was gay. He had always seemed to be the perfect mate for her. She had never once complained to me about his inability to please her sexually. I do remember she once asked me if. I gasped and pressed myself against the wall.“Please…don’t…”She squeezed and I let out a moan. Desperation, so scared. I slowly looked up into her face, those liquid eyes, soft, long blonde hair…I shuddered and licked my lips.She said my name softly, “Suzy…”Trembling at her voice I whimpered, “No..please..let me go…”Her hand left my breast and rested on the back of my neck, making my tiny fists clench in their cuffs as she said, “I don’t want to…”Begging quietly, “I can’t do this, please…please. We went by Frank's Hightower Custom meats and picked up lamb chops. We then stopped at Andy's Produce for vegetables, fruit, and fresh herbs. We headed for home.Squeaker met us at the door. She squealed so loud it hurt my ears. Tiger, Tuffy, Sady and Missy came running. They helped bring the groceries into the kitchen.Cynthia was making pistachio stuffed lamb chops, oven baked dilled red potatoes, steamed broccoli and cauliflower, dilled carrots, mint jelly and lime jello salad, fresh baked. I pushed myself away. My head felt on fire and I licked my lips, knowing I was fucked up. That cocaine had messed me up inside. I shook my head, giggling and telling Gary no. I'm married. I love my husband. I love my kids. But then he started kissing me again and I forgot all of that somehow. I grew hot for it, my pussy trembling with excitement and my nipples were stiff and aching for freedom and a kiss, a bite, a lick."Down ... Lie down..." Gary whispered, pushing me onto the cushions and I.