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Recapitulation

... jealous or anything.” “But you’re jealous.” “More like curious. I mean, if Cheryl’s getting laid, how come I’m not?” “Oh, well,” Drew grinned sheepishly, “Cheryl’s got this thing. She doesn’t want to know if I behave, you know, inappropriately, outside our relationship.” “So, it’s okay for her to fuck my husband, but she doesn’t want to know if you’re fucking somebody else, like me.” “That’s sort of it. I told her you and I would have drinks here at the bar.” “So, we could go back to my room and fuck?” “I guess we could.” “As long as Cheryl doesn’t know about it, right?” “That’s the deal.” “Why are we sitting here?” “Showing off your legs?” “I’d really rather have you between them.” “Melissa,” Drew laughed. “You’re embarrassing me.” “Why not? Last night was pretty good, wasn’t it?” “It was terrific.” “And considering the alternatives available…” “We could be the adults, and just sit here and enjoy each other’s company.” “Or we could go back to my room and really enjoy each other.” “As long as Cheryl doesn’t find out.” “Are you coming?” Drew smiled as she slid off the stool and held her hand out to him. He took it in his own and let her lead him back to her room. “We have to be back in the bar in an hour,” he told her. “We can do a hell of a lot of damage in an hour,” she said. Drew and Melissa had just entered the room, settled in, and Melissa made them each a drink from the mini-bar when Drew’s phone rang. “Well,” he smiled, “It could be a customer, but…” “It’s Cheryl,” ...

... Melissa grinned. “You’re right,” he replied. “Hello?” he spoke into the phone. “You need to come to our room,” Cheryl said. “Are you all right?” “I’m fine,” she said. “But you need to come back.” “Is Micah okay?” “Yes.” “Just me? Should I desert Melissa?” “Both of you.” “Both of us.” “Yes. Put her on. Micah wants to talk to her.” “Okay,” Drew said. Turning to Melissa he held out the phone. “It’s Micah.” Drew could only hear her half of the conversation. “Hey,” Melissa said. She waited a moment. “You do?” “Well, we’ve just gotten fresh drinks. Can it wait ten minutes?” She looked a Drew and rolled her eyes. “All right. We’ll finish our drinks and be right there.” “Okay,” she concluded and held the phone to Drew. “Cheryl, again.” “What’s going on?” Drew asked. “We’ll tell you when you get here,” Cheryl told him. “All right.” “Drew?” “Yes?” “I love you.” “I love you, too, Cheryl.” “Bye.” Drew looked at the phone, which indicated the call had terminated. “That’s the weirdest call,” he said. “Is she insecure or something?” Melissa asked. “Not…No. Actually, I always thought she was pretty brave.” “What do you think is going on?” He shook his head. “Not a clue. You?” Melissa smiled. “I think they miss us.” She raised her glass to him. “Here’s to being indispensable,” she grinned. “You think that’s it?” “All I know is that it’s screwed up my plan to get laid this afternoon.” “Well, we’ve got that ten minutes,” Drew joked. “Right. Honey, it’s going to take me a lot longer than ten minutes ...