Jill - Dipping Our Toes - Upstairs Interlude
Jill and I head upstairs to process what had just happened.
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...