"No Charlie, I'm sorry but I can't." I responded with a frusterated ok. Throughout the next couple hours I sat at the window or at the TV watching so...me interesting Jamacian television. Sitting at the window was probabaly the only fun thing to do. I sat and watched cars drive by, Jamacians walking back and forth through the crowded, semi-dirty streets. As I was sitting and watching the people from my room, I started having ideas about how to actually do something. How about sneaking out during. He kept saying that he tried to fight those feelings, but he couldn’t. Two adults, married and happy, but sharing a forbidden love.The following days were strange, and the tension that existed between us increased. I told him I felt guilty because I was cheating on my husband, and while I was in love, I wouldn’t leave my family.The biggest problem in our agreement it’s that neither of us drew a “limit”. Our texts that at first were flirtatious turned into romantic phrases, and I would even say. Prince Meinard slain. Then I heard Kora shouting. She raced towards another prone figure.“Sven?” I groaned, realizing it was our husband on the ground. Kora fell to his side. Clammy, fearful hands kneaded my guts. Moments later, Nathalie and Carsina joined Kora, Nathalie trembling, her breastplate missing.“Princess!” Greta shouted, charging up the hill towards the top where Ava stood up.Then I saw another body ... Skin black. I gasped at the sight of the crushed golden armor mixed amid the. When he cruised his thick tongue over his moustache and smiled again, I knew just what to do next. He nodded slowly; I dragged tongue over my own moustache and then disappeared into the men’s room.Mere seconds passed before he joined me in the empty bathroom and let those beautiful eyes stare over my blue jean and T-shirt clad six-foot form. He stared as hard at me as I had at him and damn did it ever make me rush! My cock throbbed mightily while we locked together for the kiss and I valiantly.