“Damn it, Becky, if you have something you wanted to say, I want to hear it,” he snapped.She pondered a moment then asked, “Why did you wait so ...long before you gave in to me? You knew damn well I wanted you to fuck me and I have known for a long time that you wanted to fuck me! In Nashville, I did just about everything but begged you to fuck me, and you acted as though I had the plague or something." Logan thought for a moment then said, “I just couldn’t. I wanted to, but I just couldn’t.”"What. "Pull my hair.." I pleaded"You're a really kinky girl!" He grunted out"I like it" he said.I was totally in the heat of passion, any sense of shyness or inhibition was gone, I was getting what I had so desperately craved for so long, I wanted it all, I was a sex starved gurl finally being fed in each hole.He twisted my hair into his fist and began bucking me from behind, spanking my ass, pounding me faster and faster.I was reduced to a moaning and squealing mess.I was like in a state primal. ’ I waited a moment then looked up at Chrissy. She was trying very hard not to laugh and she was losing, her eyes shone with moistness and I felt myself joining with her laughter. Suddenly the tears welled from her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, her face crumpled and she let out a huge sob. She grabbed a serviette and put it to her face then stood up and fled from the table to the restaurant door. I quietly said ‘Shit – didn’t expect that.’ I took my wallet from my pocket, removed twenty. He had been working late lately and was tired when he got home. No sex. Now we didnt have much sex at all. Red flag #2 This was not the first time he had done this. The flame of hot sex went down to a pilot light. If he had a hot babe on the side, he covered his tracks well. I had no proof, but I always wondered. It was on a Friday morning that I noticed a letter on my windshield. My first thought was my husband had left it to tease me. I sat in my car and read it Lady&hellip,.. I feel I must.