I was back in the moment and felt my breathing before I could hear it. I felt my moans before I could hear them. I lie there....one hand slowly, gentl...y storming through my wetness, careful not to touch my super sensitive clit now as I tried to catch my breath. I knew I wash;t done../but I had to get out of this shower. On wobbly legs, I dried off quickly and retreated to the bed. But just as I collapsed and reached for myself....there was a knock at the door.I looked at the clock and realized. Images of what had happened earlier replayed in my mind, arousing my cock again. Excitement and guilt raced through my mind. I knew it was totally wrong and such a risk to my marriage and yet I would gladly do it again. What was I thinking? I drifted off into a fitful sleep, my cock throbbing with the memories of the evening. I suddenly came awake and the room was dark, except for the glow of the street lights filtering through the curtains. I heard a rustling sound and at the same time felt. Please just leave me alone and stay away from me. You can explain your new life style to the kids. I'm sure they'll find it interesting to know that having sex with a same sex partner isn't cheating." Jim, maybe it was cheating in a sense but I didn't think of it that way. But you're going overboard. Michele and I don't do it all the time. Maybe once every week or two. I was just trying something new. Please try and understand." I almost feel sorry for you, Carrie. A husband of twenty-two years. She and Krissi had gone out for breakfast, and then she'd driven Krissi back to Bloomington so she could leave for some sort of Writer's Conference in Baltimore. Krissi had several book signings after that and was going to be on the East Coast for several days.She'd returned to Emma's that afternoon for an even wilder Saturday night. These were her last few trips to Emma's, and she wanted to pack away as many memories as she could."You must have stayed up awfully late to see the game," Evan.