No more hiding." I love you too," I replied as I walked us back down the stairs and sat on the couch. I kissed her softly as my mind whirled. Then, up...on pulling back, I added, "You have to know that I feel the same about it all, but how do we tell James?" It's really his fault. Him and that damn job. Even when he gets that promotion, he'll never slow down. I'm not a friend and lover to him. I'm simply a trophy to bring out and display. I think that he's really getting off on putting us. I licked her. I slurped on her juices, which flowed so freely that after a while I had to wipe my mouth with my hand. It was fabulous, unctuous stuff, Juana’s pussy juice, and I felt it was going to do me untold good as it went down my throat and into my stomach. Her bodily fluids.They get a bad rap, bodily fluids. You only hear about them in medical reports and sex advice, as if they were intrinsically bad.I wasn’t finished with Juana and her bodily fluids. In fact, I had only just started.. I figured I’d soon know. I wondered if she was inside. I’d soon know that too.The place had changed some. Another big surprise-facetiosity being my singular claim to fame today.We took our seats. “A beer,” said my chauffeur. It occurred to me I didn’t even know his name. I would now because I decided to ask.“Who are you mister? We’ve been on the road for hours and you know who I am but that’s a one-way street. If it’s a secret I’m out of here now,” I said.“Sorry, it didn’t even occur to me. My. We tend to have sex once a week or so and we are not very adventurous anymore. I can't honestly remember the last time I had an orgasm but I've tried to take care of his needs as much as possible. I've long suspected that he was masturbating when he went to bed earlier than me, but I'd opted to ignore that possibility because as long as he was happy and not cheating on me it was fine, he was saving me the trouble of entertaining him. I thought I could better use my energy for what I'd come to.