Maybe I didn’t see him. There’s no way to be totally sure, I thought. And then, Sure I did. My hands are still shaking for the love of God. These... were the thoughts in my head as I grabbed my wife’s little butt and pushed. She was moving but it was slow work. Also, she was moaning the way she does when she’s between worlds. That moan drives me crazy. When I was finally in bed (her rump secured not quite on her side but close enough for me to at least fit on the bed) I put my hands behind my. Life was getting boring in only a week." Jen said laughing.I drove to the motel and found it had changed as much as Jen promised. Half the front doors were missing. There were signs everywhere of patches to the exterior walls. I knew that those were immaterial since the whole thing was going to get a coat of stucco to give it a Spanish flare in the end."Hello," I said in greeting to the almost retirement aged man, who met me in the parking lot. "I'm Maxine, I don't know if you remember me." Ms. She even gave Michelle a wink which Michelle had no clue as to its meaning. She’d just ask her the next day what she meant. When they got out on the sidewalk Bob said, ‘Listen, my apartment’s just two blocks from here. I’ve got some really nice wine I’ve been wanting to share with someone, sooooooo. . . .’ Michelle also wasn’t skilled in the innuendos of dating so she asked, ‘What?’ ‘Do you want to go to my place and have some of that wine?’ This made her pause but in her inebriated state it. “I promise,” I shouted.We ended our call and I assume that Jason took my wife to bed to make love with her. It was over three hours before I heard from her again and during that call, she told me that Jason had fucked her hard.She asked me about the new punishment and if I was still okay with everything? I replied that I was super excited about it all and I was looking forward to the denial part again.“We must not break any rule,” Christy said. “No touching or seeing.”“I can’t wait,” I.