I think so. But I cant be sure I wont run into problems." I think that would be the best bet, then."We went on to discuss the hows and whats and Bob (...he asked me to start calling him that instead of Mr or Major McEvers) told me it could be a win-win for him. He knew a guy who did body work and painting and would have my car painted if I would do the engine and transmission switch for him. He still hated having my primer spotted heap parked in front of his house.He then asked where he could get. It was even bigger and thicker than my loving husband’s.I wanted to suck that huge piece of rod; but Tom said he was in a hurry to fuck me, before Camilla could come back down.Then he showed me a tube of jelly. I gave him a look full of lust.I had a moment’s apprehension now that he was about to put that monster up my butt, but I was too horny to reject it…I bent at my waist over the sink; then turned away my face and I waited for his assault on my tight rosebud.But then Tom took his time to. A weekend spent with her went a long way towards erasing Tilda from my memory.I just hoped Phil never found out I was screwing his sister.I was still glad to be home when I got back.We had divided Anne’s big house into two suites with a common dining room, kitchen and big outside entertainment area with a pool. My side was quiet without Ray. I often felt like a third wheel with Anne and Phil these days when we were home. They were tight and did a lot of activities together that didn’t include. Theyall just partied the whole flight as I sobered up and sat there wonderingwhat I'd gotten myself in to.When we landed, the woman who slapped my butt when I boarded the plane (Ithought she wasn't on the plane, but I could not figure out how she'd beat the arrival location without being on the plane) asked the man who hadmassaged me earlier "how long did it take to get her in chains and ablindfold?" She asked, by this time I had become very aware that theynever once referred to me as anything.