Whichever of them it was might have joined a gym or something. I made a mental note to check that out.Then she was sucking me. At first she was a litt...le clumsy, like maybe she didn't do it much, but then she got a rhythm going and was doing it pretty well. I wondered if Brenda's husband didn't like oral – I knew for sure that Jim did – he always bragged about how good Hillary was. But then again, in high school he bragged he'd jammed on the guitar with Keith Richards – which turned out to be a. A strong, powerful woman. She had the power to control men, to control their reactions. It would be an act of rebellion, an act that showed what a strong, powerful woman she was.And besides ... she wanted to.Following your desires. Wasn’t that what strong, powerful woman did?Jillian looked the other way. She wanted to make it seem accidental, like she just happened to be scratching an itch. One hand slowly ran up her bare leg, and when it came into contact with the mid-length skirt she’d picked. The moon was just reaching its peak, so it was somewhere around three am when I reached the waterfall pool. A large river that ran through the reserve was always clean and beautiful; nature had helped form a large bowl that kept a large, deep pool at the bottom of a short cliff, and the scenery was awesome. I traveled there pretty often in my walkabouts. When I reached the edge I noticed the gleaming beneath the surface, like a massive fish with silver scales. After a while, I noticed I could. .. I even remember the scent of your perfume.”My wife grinned slyly. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. “Don’t you think I deserve a raise if I’m going to suck and fuck you tonight?” she wondered aloud in feigned plaintiveness. Amanda gave me a furtive wink at our inside joke.Everyone’s jaw dropped.“Damn,” Dimitri said, shaking his head in disbelief.Bryan nodded his head in appreciation and looked at me. “That is one smart woman you’re married to!”Poor Glenn. He looked panicked, clearly.