We made our way back to our hotel room and quickly entered and shut the door. Jill turned and looked at me. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. I gave her a few moments to collect her thoughts, savoring her beautiful, flushed face. My wife. How did we get here? This was so not us. “Are you turned on?” I asked. “God yes... I know I'm soaked,” she said, holding her hands on her cheeks. “I am a strong, independent, woman...but...whe...