You go to your "best" friend and tell him that if he continues you will beat the holy crap out of him. Why would you let some other man involve himself with your wife and your marriage? I am getting out. You are never home. I rarely see you any more," Charlotte said with tears in her eyes. I wanted to come to the city to make something of myself. And I have. I am not one to be barefoot and pregnant while he is out roping his precious cows. I am very happy with my job." Charlotte said with vigor in her tone. "I am the head of my department at TY Ad Agency. I have my own life now. I gave him five years and what did I get in return? Nothing. I just couldn't stay at home and wait all day for him to return from the field. I felt trapped."

We’re both confident in our sexuality. There was never going to be any drama afterward of us worrying what our hookup meant and if we’re lesbians now or whatever. Me and my friend are both pretty confident in our sexuality and how fluid it is. For others, this kind of experience might be pretty intense and confusing, but not for us. Just before he was about to leave he took a look at my body and left. I closed the shower curtain, I smirked, and I guess he still likes my body. Well he won’t have it until he starts loving me again. After 10 minutes I turned off the water ready to get out of the shower. I opened the shower curtain but there was no towel insight. Shit. I forgot it in the room, I tried to rinse my long hair that way I don’t wet the floor. I finally came out of the shower and walked it to the bedroom. But then I crashed into Randy, he stopped when he seen me naked. My concern would not be that your son set you up but more along the line of has there been other things said or done that would give this kid the impression that you would be interested in this type of thing with him?I didn’t ask her how long he had his hand on her or if he had done this before; I suppose in hindsight I should have. We talked a bit more about it and chalked it up to alcohol, but in the past few days it’s been bothering me as I keep thinking about his hand on her and that he’s told her before that he thinks she’s hot. And this was the first time I’ve heard of it. Alex thought to start the conversation off slow and easy. "So how have you been? It has been awhile." I felt it rising, getting more intense and started breathing hard. It took a longer time to finish building up, so I ended up having a very strong orgasm. Just because I am having a baby doesn't mean he will stay home more. He always took care of his cows before he noticed his own wife; what would make him notice now?" Charlotte started to cry all over again. She was falling apart. Her whole life seemed to be in a shambles. If that is indeed the case, then I would bet that you have only discovered the tip of the iceberg as far as this friend and your wife go...

No, Alex. Not enough said. You can't come in and push your way around. I am not yours anymore. I can take care of myself and don't worry about the baby. It'll be fine."She left at 8 a.m. the following morning and got to the Diamond Stud Ranch around lunch time. Alex was just coming in from the corner pasture. The Diamond Stud was his baby. It was a spread of land just outside of Houston. Alex had done well for himself. It was a small spread but profitable. you said "his" part. Where is "her" part on this factor? Now think about this, she will for a moment fell desired and sexy again by this young man and you will give her a memory that will keep her fire lit for many years which you will benefit from. We’re even better friends now. I’m not sure if it’s because we share something together that none of our other friends do or if it’s because we know what each other taste like. She’s always been someone I could tell my deepest darkest secrets to and now we had one of our own together. Bodily fluids were exchanged—how could we not become better friends? Although we’re nowhere near ashamed of what happened, we prefer to keep it between the two of us. It’s better that way.

We lay next to each other trying to catch our breath. Then he lies on his side to face me. He turned my head to face him. He kissed me softly.Oh Destiny”, he said surprised to see me. I was frozen and didn’t know what next move to make, but he did. He couldn’t help himself but started making out with me, we became hungrily for each other. He carried me to the bedroom and there we kissed more. Tequila was definitely involved. The night started off just like any other. It was the end to an unusually stressful work week and my best friend and I decided to ditch the wine and go for something a bit more potent. At about four shots and two mixed drinks in, things started to get interesting… As the night continued, I did not see any more groping, but I wasn’t really looking. I seemed to forget about it, probably from more drinks. Now, I know that if given a written test he could tell the difference between you and his wife. And logically he knows that it's not OK for him to seduce his wife's friend. But if you test the lizard brain, it just says, "Ugh. Woman on couch. Rub feet. Get boner."

It occurred to him he didn't ask her if she was willing for this to happen. "Is this what you want, Charlotte," he asked with care. but men dive into our bodies and won't hesitate to think if he's degrading us in any way" ...what!? Just then the doctor came in to see her. "You need to stay here until tomorrow afternoon for observation. Then you are to take it easy for awhile. Give your body time to heal. Do you have someone who can stay with you?" Lets say her desire got increased. But what if.... She can't be satisfy by him? Or he can't satisfy her like that young stud? What will this marriage become? Now why did that phase in particular come to mind? Why the Cold War? Well, maybe unconsciously what I'm saying is that you need to wage a little Cold War of your own.You need to be a part of this baby's life. You should start at the beginning. I have my next appointment next month on the 13th, at 2 p.m." We have a great marriage and I’ve never had a reason to not trust my wife, but I’m having a hard time getting over this. I’m also reluctant to see him again as I’m not sure how I might react if we happen to be in a similar situation. You're what!" Jill didn't know what she was supposed to say to her friend. "Is this a good thing? Are you happy about this?" Sorry for last night. It was a mistake. I will have those papers in the mail for you soon.Alex" Not love, Alex. Just Alex. Charlotte didn't whether she wanted to punch him or cry. She wouldn't do either. She would just forget about last night and go on. That night when she arrived home, she walked in the door just in time to grab the phone. "Hello?" She answered in short of breath.