I moved closer, lying on my left side to face her, and I put my right arm around her waist. The very touch of her bare skin was electrifying. I kissed... her mouth, taking my time, tasting hers, letting the excitement wash through me, and she offered me a little tongue, but left me in control. When we broke the kiss, she said, softly, “Now that you’ve got me into bed, it’s time for you to have your way with me.” She had a little smile, as though she was waiting for me to make my next move. . “I know but, things won't be the same” I replied.“Why won't things be the same anymore” she replied.“I don't know I just think some things change” I whispered.“Like what things” she replied.(I began to caress her breast with one hand and the other hand I begin to rub her pussy.)“What are you doing” she replied.“Don't fight it you know you want this as much as I do” I replied.(She fought the temptation, but could not resist.)“You know how long it's been since my husband touch me like that” she. She put the blindfold on and followed without question, as I led her by her hands into my garage, which I remember had been damp due to the notorious northern California rains that had snuck up on us the night before. I started by talking her shirt off, exposing her amazing breasts to me. We wrapped up into a very deep and sensual kiss that lead to me grabbing her ass, and using my hands up her stomach, around to her back, unhooking her bra, exposing her nipples. They were hard with excitement. “You really are a devotee of R’hllor, the Lord of Light! Are you an actual Red Priest? Or just a zealous true believer? It explains a lot, in fact!” Margaery told me, “though I have enough troubles. A lot of the smallfolk, and even some of the nobles and knights call me the ‘Cursed Queen’ and the ‘Gold Widow’, because I’ve been widowed thrice by kings. Renly, Joffrey, and Tommen. Some of them have even called me ‘Harrenhal with a gash.’ Getting another husband might be well nigh.