I was punishing myself for not being able to be the girl Reggie had wanted me to be. I felt guilty about it and I had no idea why, so I didn't deserve... to have fun. Or something like that."Suit yourself," Mark said and he knew my moods.I'd snap out of it. I always did and he was always so patient with me about stuff. Sometimes that annoyed me, like when I really wanted him to make me have fun, silly as that sounds. Like I was playing hard to get and I just wanted to be reminded that he really. Two years of marriage. It's funny, but they just flew by. One minute I'm popping the question, and the next; there we were, packed into our Westfalia, heading for Big Sur on our second honeymoon.It was Kaila's idea. We'd both been so busy with our jobs in the city, and just needed to get away. So, in late September, we just said hell with it, and just drove.My job as an administrative assistant (Read: Secretary) pays pennies and it's a big step down from what I thought I'd be doing, but it has. And a second later my cock was no longer getting a chill, instead I was feeling quite warm and a lot of movement from her tongue. Or at least just the upper half of my cock is getting the warm sensation. I look down to see everything that is going on between her mouth and my cock and she looking back up at me with the corner of her mouth smirking as she can see I am powerless to her cock sucking abilities especially in public. Her green eyes looking back up at me sent a surge of pleasure. Just scratching an itch for each other. You know, girls watching out for each other, that sort of thing."I had stopped masturbating while I mulled over this latest piece of information. I'm no prude, I like sex as much as anyone, but the thought of homosexual behaviour by either sex I considered wrong. Well, I'm not sure I did really, but that's what my parents had always impressed on me. I had gone through school avoiding anything that could taint my white-as-the-driven-snow sexuality. Yes I.