I just sat there for a few minutes as Trish tidied up her lingerie. I knew that her quietness meant that she was deep in thought. What she was thinkin... about I didn’t exactly know but It was bound to be about Abe. How far she was intending going was bound to be uppermost in her thoughts. She was also no doubt thinking about my reaction to all this. I had also read accounts of wives who were eager to cuckold their husbands but were also concerned about their husband’s feelings and reactions.. ” I said.“I could lose my job.” He stated simply and matter of factly.“I could end up in solitary, or even moved to another prison, further from my family.” I stated just as simply. “I guess that means we both have a lot to lose.”I turn toward his direction, fumbling with my hands, with my head down. “Yes, we do.” He said.I walk over to him, and he stands. I notice he had closed his pants and belt. “Well, I have a little over thirty minutes. I could leave now if you don’t think it’s worth it.”. I felt her skin on mine, I felt her breasts on my chest. She wrapped herself around me. I could feel that her nipples were hard. I wanted to do more, but I was so afraid that I would fuck it up. So we just laid there in her bed, half naked. I did not know what to do with my hands.“You can touch me” Julia whispered. I was baffled. I did not know what to do or say so I just remained completely still. Julia grabbed me by the wrist and guided my hand to her tits and I cupped them.Dear god, they. Could you please just get her back to our room?” “What room are you in Philip?” I couldn’t help but feel at least a little responsible for Philip's distress. I wanted to see if I could help a guy out. We walked into the bar lounge area. There were a few people there but it was far from packed. There was a band playing badly in the corner and they were playing lounge music that hadn’t seen the light of day since some time in the sixties. The barman looked as disinterested as you can get while.
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