Your work here isn't done yet." I'm sorry?"She got up, put her wine down and began walking in circles around me, running her fingers all over my sweat...y chest, back and shoulders."Ma'am, aren't you married?" Yes I am." Wouldn't your husband be upset at this?" I get everything I want. And I do mean ... everything."She stopped in front of me and ran both her hands up my abs and chest and then grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. She planted a good kiss on me and I found myself unable to resist. Her right breast slips into his wineglass splashing a little wine over the edge. Rising from the kiss the wine begins to trickle down her puckered nipple to the underside of her breast. Greg just stares.Lisa leans forward with her hands on the headboard and places her wet puckered nipple against his lips. Greg obediently opens his mouth sucking the wine from her tasty bud, moaning as he does so. Lisa lifts herself up tugging her nipple from his sucking lips with a pop, and sticks her finger. " he hisses. "Are you only mine?" he watches me intently. He knows I am a handful. In some ways easy to control, in other ways exasperating. I pause. I never lie to him. My lip trembles. He sits up quickly , and leans over me. "I cannot hear you!" he is losing patience. "I could be." I barely get the words out. I tense, waiting for the reaction I know will come."What fucking kind of answer is that?" he harshly spits out. I am scared, and I know he has control, but this is my only chance. I. I wondered how she had noticed me because she hadn’t looked up from her phone.“I was planning on taking a nap,” I said.“Could I ask for your advice on something?”I had always been pretty close with my sister’s daughter. Emily had never wanted children, and I had never fought her on the subject, even though I very much wanted a child. At eighteen, I felt that Cassandra would have been around the same age as my daughter, if I ever had one.She brought her knees up to her chest to make room for me.