"Bill lets get to the car. I don't think they can follow us, at least not for awhile without their clothes. I'll explain on the way home. You still have 2 promises to keep…. before you leave." Sally said the last with a hopefulness in her voice. She hoped that he would say that he would think about NOT leaving.
But Bill was silent.
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As they drove away from the hotel Sally said, "Thank you for coming Bill. You kept your word."
With bitter sarcasm he replied, "I take my word seriously Sally. I never break a vow."
"Oh Bill I have hurt you so much. I know that. And when I heard what that SOB Jim said in the room. I knew that you had been telling me the truth all along."
Bill just made a "Hmmmp" sound.
"Bill, I know that was hard for you, but I needed you to see what I intended to do last month. I was so mad at you when you confessed about that night at the convention. I realize now that what I intended wasn't right, but I didn't think it through. Then it went so much farther than I intended. I was only going to do a little strip tease for them. I knew you would be upset, but I was upset and I thought it would make you see how I felt. I wanted you to know how much it hurt when someone you love betrays a trust. But it went much farther. Farther than I wanted. You have to believe me."
"Yeah, as far as it could go Sally!"
"I know Bill and it is killing both of us. It was the alcohol. You know I have never been much of a drinker."
Bill looked over at her, "You have been drinking a lot lately. Is that part of the new you?"
"Oh Bill," Sally sobbed, "at least you have noticed. Yes. Yes, I have been drinking a lot for the past month. First because I felt so bad and I was trying to forget what I had done, and then I thought I had better learn how to hold my liquor. Especially if you are not going to be around." Sally sniffed, "If you leave me."
"Hmmp."
"Did you see my intentions Bill this morning? Please tell me you understand."
"I understand what you intended Sally, but it went so much farther. I can't forget and frankly I don't know if I can forgive."
They road in silence for few minutes.
Sally began shaking her hands. "Bill, please stop at a gas station, my hands are burning up. Oh God, Jim and Frank must be in agony."
Bill actually chuckled at that thought as he turned into a convenience /gas station on the corner.
"I must admit it was pretty funny seeing what you did to Jim and Frank. I wish you had put the hot cream on those other two bastards. When did you get that idea anyway?"
He pulled the car into a parking place and Sally leapt out of the car waving her hands as if they were on fire. "I'll tell you when I get back. I have to wash this stuff off, it is unbearable."
With that statement Sally was running into the store. Bill decided that he could use a soda, so he got out of the car and followed his wife into the store.
Sally was standing in front of the counter arguing with the pimply faced teenaged boy behind the counter.
"Lady, only customers get the restroom key. Otherwise everybody would be using the bathroom. That's the store policy."
Bill noticed that Sally was hopping from one foot to the other shaking her hands in the air, obviously in distress. The clerk gave her a grin that was almost a leer. Then Bill realized why. As Sally jumped about in pain, her braless tits were bouncing.
The old expression, "Like two squirrels fighting in a pillow case!" seemed to be an appropriate analogy.
"Please, I just need to wash my hands," Sally pleaded.
"I don't know," his eyes locked on the dark outline of Sally's nipples as they jiggled enticingly under the thin white blouse.
Bill finally spoke up. "She's with me and I am going to buy something. Give her the key."
The clerk reluctantly handed over the restroom key, taking his time, savoring every bounce of the housewife's unfettered breasts. Bill got a drink from the cooler, paid the clerk and walked back out to the car.
Several minute later Sally rejoined Bill in the car. He couldn't help but notice, like the clerk had how tantalizing his wife's breasts looked as the swayed beneath her blouse. As she sat in the passenger seat Sally fought a battle to keep her shorter than usual skirt from exposing a huge expanse of thigh.
He looked at her and tersely commented, "You rode in Bill's little sports car with that skirt on?"
"I'm sorry, but yes. He thought he was going to get lucky again and I didn't want him to think different, so I dressed the part."
"Well between those bastards in the room, the people in the elevator, and the clerk in the store you have been making quite a spectacle of yourself today."
"Please Bill, don't get mad. Please just go along with me for your two more promises. Then if you can't…" Sally couldn't make herself say it.