When the meal was over Fred invited us to his hotel room for a night cap. XXX “Do you want a divorce?”
“No. I wasn’t really listening because Fred already had his hand resting on my bare leg. I hope that you don’t mind?”
“Well, it’s pretty weird, but, for you, I’ll do it.”
At home, I went to the wardrobe in our spare bedroom, where I kept the clothes that, until now, I did not want Andrew to know about. It actually felt good. The orgasm that built in my body was incredible. Over late breakfast we again discussed the changes that last night meant for our marriage.
