When she came back out she did not see Bill. The bartender called to her and said that Bill had told him to tell her that he went back to the room. D...ebbie sat back at the table and ordered herself another drink and sobbed. A few minutes later an attractive man about her age came over and quietly asked her to dance with him. She said no but he was insistent and said that he thought it would make her feel better. Debbie had always liked to dance but Bill seldom took her out. Finally Debbie. Sadness began to over take me. Through the shower door, I could see Janet scrubbing Bob’s cum off her pussy. She had not told me she loved me this morning. She always did that. Suddenly she didn’t. What was she thinking. Had she decided that Bob was her true love and not me? Was she feeling guilty? Well damn it, she should be. I had told her I might not be able to handle this and now I wasn’t handling it. I felt my insecurities mount. Now I was sorry that I had given in. Were my worst fears. So am I, my brain has been working overtime pumping these potent and addictive chemicals into my system. I was becoming addicted to the high she triggered. The scent from her skin, her breath, mixed with her pheromones to create the crack rock of hormonal highs I had never experienced before or since. We flopped down on the bed, oozing relief, my erection subsiding and Macy visibly trembling. "That was fucking scary." She confessed burying her head in my chest and hugging me tight. She smelled. They met me at Sky Harbour airport Denver, we travelled on to Denver, where I quickly found the place where I had to go dealt with the business problem Then we visited one of many micro brewerys they have in Denver, and sampled some brews. We then made our way to their apartment just outside Denver, and I settled in for the night, they fed me with a typical massive US prime steak, and some refreshing California wine ,which I love They know how to eat in the U.SI must admit I was getting.