Early one Saturday morning, about six months into our marriage and following my wife's Alaska one night stand with one of our tour guides, a speeding pickup truck lost control negotiating the turn in the road in front of our house, skidded off the road, wiped out our mailbox, and plowed a swath in our front yard, just missing a fire hydrant.
A sheriff's deputy just happened to be driving by
in the opposite direction and stopped to give the guy a ticket and make an accident report. He and the driver of the truck came to our front door and I let them both in. It was about 7:30 in the morning and Carol was still asleep. After I settled my property damage with the driver of the truck,
the deputy got all the necessary information from him for the report and he left.
I offered the young deputy coffee and invited him into our kitchen to fill out the report. He happened to be an exceptionally big man, about 6'4"
well built and muscular, my wife's favorite type
and while he was engaged in filling out the report,
my wife sauntered into the kitchen wearing just a
thin transparent pink bath robe covering her otherwise completely naked body. While both she and the young deputy had stolen a good look at each other, my wife let her robe slip open at the top,
as if by accident, exposing her nicely shaped firm beasts and prominent nipples. It was a clear signal to me that she wanted to have sex with this guy
and I wondered how she would manage to engineer it
this time. A sprained ankle wouldn't do much good.
To be continued
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