“You’re making me very greedy, you naughty man,” she breathed, as our mouths finally parted, “because I want you again.” She kissed me one more time, and as a warm feeling of excitement washed through me, she said, “It’s very comfy in this bed, you know. The thought made me chuckle out loud, but the memories of the hot sex with Linda in my hotel room gave me a rippling wave of excitement in my gut, as well. In the final Sunday morning, before I left to drive back home, Linda and I talked about how we felt about each other, and how we were both married to people who no longer wanted us. It’s kind of like the Brady Bunch, but more complicated. Linda sat on my left this time, and she hugged me. “That’s a good idea,” I said, smiling back at Linda, and she stood up, with my left hand in her two hands. The feeling of her warm breath on my face was making me even more excited.
