"SShhhh", you hush me, stroking my back, soothing me, gentling me, bringing me down from the precipice. It's as hard for you as it is for me the de...ep ache, the pain of your arousal ricocheting up your spine but you are determined to win this game tonight. Several minutes later you are again rubbing up against my ass, reaching around to play with my pussy. Just when I expect you to push your fingers back inside me you grab my hair and raise me up from the table. I should hate it when you. " I started to say but she cut me off."Don't you DARE say a fucking word to me!" she said through grittedteeth and tears flowing down her cheeks. She turned abruptly, rushingfrom the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. I heard the front doorslam and glass break, followed by tires screeching from the driveway. Isat there in bed realizing that I had seriously fucked up what had beena perfectly good marriage, all because of my obsession with tits.For 3 days, Sydney didn't come home. She. That's what I've been telling him for the last six months, that I don't want to rush into anything." "And he's giving you a hard time about it? She frowned. "He's understanding enough..." she sighed. "But he keeps bringing it up, and I keep putting him off." "Are you afraid that you're going to lose him?" I questioned. She sighed again, and took a sip of coffee. "It's not that. Not really. It's just that...I have too many doubts. About him...about myself." "What sort of doubts?" I asked.. " Now, Gilligan, I know that Ginger and Mary Ann have been fighting lately and that is has been upsetting you," said the Skipper gently a little guilty to see his little buddy genuinely upset, "but that is no reason to come running in here so recklessly." You might have hurt yourself," added the Professor."Among others," muttered the Skipper."Well, the really weird thing was that they didn't have any clothes on. I mean, they usually don't do that," said Gilligan smiling happily to himself, glad.