"Anything you want to say to your pathetic man before we go?" Matt asked me. Looking intently at Joe, something inside me clicked and I suddenly felt ...anger at him. Slapping his face hard several times, "You fuckin' piece of shit" I began as I slapped his face harder "You wanna see other men lookin" at your fuckin' wife and wanting her to suck and fuck them don't you you fuckin' bastard" I added. When he didn't answer, I looked at Matt and motioned for him to lift Joe up and when he did, I sent. It was during one of those sessions that I learned a valuable lesson...don't get your balls caught between the couch cushions. I was still a little sore, three days later, when we drove the few miles to the Tanner Ranch. Monte, Jim's brother, was fun to be around. He was laughing and joking with Callie, and making suggestive remarks toward her, even in front of me. The food had been delicious, and plentiful, so when the other guests left, Beth started the clean-up. I volunteered to help,. ”We sat down and shared an awkward silence. I used the time to butter and syrup my waffles. “Sorry,” I said.“It’s OK. May I ask why you’re wearing… that?”“You don’t like it?”“It’s not that, it’s just that you are usually in a T-shirt and sweatpants in the mornings.”“Yes, well, I thought it’d be a fun birthday present for you,” I said, forking a stack of waffles into my mouth.“I’m not sure if that will fit me,” he said with a smirk. I laughed.“Well,” I said, finishing my bite, “then maybe I. We sat close in the crowded restaurant and she slowly ran her hand up my thigh. I shuddered and she brushed my hair over my shoulder. She whispered "let's go to the car."We walked outside and as I got in the front passenger seat, she said "no, silly" and opened one of the back doors. I climbed into the back seat of her tinted SUV. She walked around to the other side and entered the back seat as well. Before I realized it, I was being pressed up against the door and her hands caressed my belly..