It was Anthony, dressed in his scrubs. I took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hey" he said as we both checked each other out and he walked in. "...Hows work going?" I responded nervously as we walked into the room. "Good so far" he replied as we got closer to the bed. I kept the room dim. I thought to myself now what! I wasnt sure where to go from here but Anthony did. He walked up to me and whispered "nice" as he reached for my crotch area and slowly starting rubbing his hand on my cock. . One night while I was making love to my wife of ten years, Layla’s beautiful body entered my mind, and my wife’s face transformed in Layla’s; her beautiful blue eyes looking up at me begging to be fucked. So I did, I fucked my wife as If she was Layla – hard with passion and drive. I moved her from position to position; taking her from every angle, burying myself within her, and within the fantasy. As I a felt the wave of organism rise up before me I pulled out grabbing her hair and. Danny couldn’t resist brushing his hand over her cheek. ‘Danny, where are we?’ he heard Jessica asked groggily. Danny gave her a gentle smile. ‘It’s a long story, but one I will tell you, I promise. How do you feel?’ Danny murmured as Jessica pushed herself into a half sitting position. Danny helped her to sit and checked the bandage on her arm. Jessica sighed as she felt his eyes on her abdomen. ‘You left me,’ she whispered, the hurt she had tried to bury flooded her senses. Danny sighed.. She won. I went. I drove her all over God’s back last acre looking at displays that ranged from thrown together things to elaborate things that disrupted air traffic control patterns I even said I liked a few of them…. And I was not even sarcastic about the one! So when we got back to the apartment, a pillow and blanket were provided for my warmth and comfort as she none to gently shut the bedroom door and told me I could sleep out on the couch. I said something about she should so she.