” Why did she suddenly feel the need to lie to her husband? The fact was she hadn’t been up yet. She didn’t even remember going to bed.She reach...ed for a bottle of water on her night stand, not caring how it got there or how long it had been sitting there. She took a drink, realizing that she really needed to brush her teeth. Tasted like a skunk died in her mouth.Looking down, she found she was still in her work clothes. Why? She tried to remember, but there was nothing. The sound of her. I’m sorry,’ but of course words are not enough. Holding her close, protecting her, he can feel that her reserve, the separateness that he had felt with her has dissolved away in an instant. He begins to sway, to rock her slowly, his way of holding the rest of the world at bay while she can take her own time to suffer. To hold her like this, to have her seek comfort in his arms after such an awful, unthinking mistake, is overwhelming. This was an intimacy like no other they have experienced. These guys have sold services, not only to each other, but to eighty percent of the top 500 companies in the world. They’re raking in billions.Time to board for Belize.Beach timeBeautiful!I wish I was here for pleasure. It was eighty-five degrees when I landed and now that the sun has set over the clear blue Caribbean, it is a perfect 72. My room on the second floor looks out over the water with a perfectly wonderful lanai where I can sit and have coffee in the morning. It’s paradise.I landed. This one did. In a state that can only be described as shock, I crawled in behind her, pulling the curtain closed behind me.Linda was standing to one side, unbuttoning her shirt as I turned around. Still in a dream-like state, I followed suit. By the time I had my shirt off, she’d undone her denim jeans and was wiggling her hips as they slid down her soft, smooth legs. There she stood in front of me, wearing a light blue lace bra and matching high-waist panties; the ones with the french-cut.